She thentook several pictures of me with her phone, telling me that they werefor her memories and she would email me copies.There was no happy wish fu...fillment fantasy ending, just my shame.The doorbell rang, and she let in her girlfriend Maxine, Steve herboyfriend, and a man whom I didn't know.Cynthia came over and stood over me while I tried to avoid everyone'seyes, and nudged me with her foot to look up at her."You know sissy, if you had told me about yourself when I met you, wewould not be. “Turn; let me see your ass.” They were thong cut and her ass was perfect. Perfectly round, perfectly firm, perfectly unblemished, and perfectly fuckable.“Ok Fern, you can turn back. Oh, and you can let your skirt down. Tell, me, what do your friends call you?” I guessed it probably wasn’t “Fernanda” and I really didn’t like “Fern.”“Most of my friends call me Nan. A few call me “Fern” but I don’t really like that.”“Well, we will have to see before the day is out what pet name I might give you.. "Our audience is more hip than we are giving them credit for. So much of the music we've chosen is cross-over that we can satisfy most tastes. We need to limit the number of 'oldie moldies, '" she stated emphatically."Okay, girls, I trust your judgment."Fran met with her father on Wednesday evening. She was alone, meeting him at the house where he was living. She was gone over two hours, but when she came back, I saw no evidence that she was upset.Gina couldn't wait to ask. "So ... how did it. Bole doure chole gelo. Ami koyekbar dekeo sara pelam na. Ami sedin dupure suye aachi, kichukhon pore ekta alto daak sunlaam, babu dada, tumi kauke kichu bolbe na to, takiye dekhi sonali sudhu bra panty pore dhukche.Uthe light ta jalate jabo, o taratari bollo alo jalio na, amar lojja korbe. Tumi oisob korbe na aamke dkhe?Oke bollam kaache aaye toke ektu chuye dkehi, toke sotyi oder theke onek sundari ar sexy laagche re. Ami amar barmud khule fellam, o bollo ishh tumi ki asovyo, amar samnei sob.