"Whoo! That was more of a kiss than you had earned!" Pamela said."Oh no! A wrong kiss. Could you demonstrate the right one?" You probably just want to...push it even more," she mock-complained. I didn't expect it when she grabbed my shoulders, and gave me a quick peck on the lips."Rats! Not the dreaded Grandma kiss!"Pamela laughed. "What kind of kiss did you want?" A boyfriend-type kiss."She was silent for a second. Or two. "I am not sure I am ready for that."I took her hand gently. "I'll wait.. Kabhi relex ho kar dhako to apni piyare se didi ko. hum sab boys ki behano ke bodies change nazar aya ge jasay hum other girls dhaktay hain markets yah bazzar main . to es tarha he humare behano ki be body change lagte hain jasay mare older didi jo muj say 6 saal bare hain , un kay breast kafi mottay hain 36c to lazmee hon gay or feel be tight hotay hain or goray goray , agar tum log dhako gay to dil zaror karay ga kise tarha haath lagay jay yah pakra jay , Ese tarha jab ap ki cute se piyare se. I slowly touched the short hair on his head and smelled his sweet breath. I wanted to kiss him softly but I was reluctant to disturb his sleep. I knew he could use the rest. I knew he needed all the strength he had to continue. At least for a while. A while was all he needed, for now. Finally, with morning light creeping around the draperies, I could see his eyes wide open and his smile. He was awake and I was hungry for him. "Morning sweets. I see now that something is ready to greet me.". Heclosed his eyes and relaxed, seeing in his mind's eye the picture hervoice painted for him, of heartfelt desire and passionate love for herman. He let her music wash over him, picturing himself in her place.With that, he opened his eyes wide, his mind thoroughly confused. 'Whywould I think of myself as a girl?' he asked himself. 'Just because Ilike to wear Pam's undies doesn't mean I want to be a girl! Does it?'He shook his head to dismiss such silly ideas and backed out of.