But fuck, what i did was, a great mistake. I drank with them, like hell too, we 3 left our car there, walked to our room, holding each other, and god ...ucking dammit,we SLEPT well on the same bed. Yeah, i regret that moment, still, i could have easily fucked them both, if i was in control. But yeah, we slept like kiddos, and i was the first one to wake up. Sanju was hugging me, with both her legs on top of me. And Hema, was on the floor,She probably would have fell down, i guess. We went to. Stared at me and once again said my name. Theway he said it this time was more quizzical and confused. "What the hell happened?" I asked and before Andy could answer I askedagain, this time listening to my voice. It was high, lilting and almostmelodic. I said, "happened" a few times, clearing my throat to try andremedy the problem. I sounded like a girl, a teenager, a child. I didn'tsound like me. "You look weird," Andy whispered tilting his head to the side, like aconfused dog."How weird?". They continued their conversation in French. Meanwhile, she decided that Lenora had been right; the waltz was more enjoyable when you followed your partner’s lead.Lionel would bet that she had not heard her eyes complimented in French. He described how lovely they were. Then he held her closer and told her how attractive her hair was. The standard decorations of gold and pearls really stood out against black hair. Her dancing grew more responsive as their conversation wore on. If he had lost. But about 5 years I started going out as awoman and my world turned around. As to me, I'm small as a guy, 5'6,130 pounds, with blue eyes and short brown hair. But when I went outthe first time I was dressed in a black spandex tube dress with 4"stiletto heels and a long wavy black wig. I'd put on my makeup at home,a heavy foundation with powder, liquid eyeliner, black mascara, deepblue and pink eye shadow, plum blush, and blood red lipstick withmatching polish on my fingers and toes.I'd.