Brenda was a small girl, true, only coming to a couple inches over five feet, and slender, but her brother had grown to a strappling 6'3" in his teens... and with the kind of lean physique one sees in the Olympics. They had fought like hell all through high school, but Brenda thought now that both of them were older, maybe they could get along a little better. She planned a busy weekend to try and keep him from getting bored to show off to him that maybe she wasn't as boring as he had thought. “Let me taste this bitch, first.” He said as he pulled Radha’s mother close and almost tore her night gown as he did so. Her screams went unnoticed since they lived in a secluded piece of land, a little farther away from the city of Ahmedabad.Both the men, started rubbing their crotch over their pants as their boss tore the Gayatri’s night gown completely, leaving her stark naked infront of the 3 goons.A 14 year old Radha shrieked but she could not react. She trembled as the scene unfolded. She. This day wasspecial though, I wanted to shower and give my legs a fresh shave beforestarting work, so I popped out of bed and scurried into the bathroom. Asthe water warmed up, I found a new pink razor and some shaving gel to gowith my Cherry Blossom body wash.As I artfully shaved my legs, my mind was clouded with daydreams of Nate.What was I getting into? I've always dated girls and the more femininethey were, the better. Now I'm getting myself all femmed up for a Man,what the hell is wrong. She has already told me thatthe hormones I am taking have done as much as they can, so She will haveme scheduled for surgery soon. Then the tight black satin corset, moldingmy waist into a more feminine form as I lace it tighter. It feels like atight, sensual hug.Garters, of course, because She wants Her maids in stockings. Tonight,they are black, real silk, with Cuban heels and seams. I check one moretime to make sure the seams are straight.I look at myself in the mirror for a moment, and I.