Now his gaunt face looked strange on the body of the stillwell maintained body of a middle aged woman."No, there was no way to tell in the womb," Heat... replied. "We could do aDNA test, but I'd rather it remained a mystery."The old man started to fit the mask of Aunt Daphne onto his own face. Hewaited to finish adjusting it, fitting the coloured contacts and thedentures in his mouth before replying."Oh well, I expect we can ensure that one of the boys will grow up to bethe granddaughter that. Nayeb moshay ke bole de, aj ami kachari te bosbo na. O aj jeno ekai kaj chaliye nai. Ar tui ekbar tor bari giye tor meye take amar kachhe niye ai. Ami opore sobar ghore achhi’‘je agye’ bole hari beriye galo. Ar jamider babu opore giye nijer ghore aynar samne daralen. Dhutir fak diye kalo mushol er mota dhon ta ber kore narate laglen. Oner mone holo uni ektuo buriye janni. Thik korlen aj tini kachari te kono kaj korben na, aj bohukal pore sudhu chudben harir oi dobka meye ta ke. Chair-e bose. I pulled her shorts down to reveal a creamy white arse - this girl didn't all over tan - and as she opened her legs, the most succulent pink cunt with just a hint of fuzz, recently trimmed, by the look of it.-Fucking hell, I gasped, -That's the best. -You like it?-I fucking love it. By now, my cock was straining at my shorts. I just had to taste that sweet twat. I got between her legs and told her I wanted to eat her wet holes, she didn't protest, just arched up her back as I sread her arse. My whole life was totally different now, I had a truereason to be happy and contented, I arrive home fromwork about 5.00pm and by 5.10pm I am Rachael,Mistress Sue's maid all dressed up in my black patentthigh boots and my leather maids outfit, myimpeccable make up and my blonde bob hairstylecomplementing my new female persona.As I arrived home today I had been wondering aboutall the other wonderful boots in Mistress Sue'scollection, there were so many different colours andstyles, but my main.