It happened 5 years ago when I was 18 year old and was living with my family in New Delhi. I always wanted to have a glamorous life and to become a mo...el. I started to take participation in small beauty contest that used to happen in my society or nearby society.I won few beauty contests and was aspiring to join modeling line but I didn’t know where to go and whom to approach. No one was there to guide, for my next few steps. I was once day approached by person who claimed to be a model manager. “You are a fucking sissy” he said, I was standing speechless staring at him, I tried to get closer and he pushed me away, “fuck you” he said, “ I hate sissies”. He dressed up and went back inside the bar and I was left there alone trying to understand what had just happened. Eventually I got dressed up and went back in, I was drinking another beer when I saw him across the bar pointing me to his friends and laughing. I got mad and went straight towards him ready for a fight. Somebody came in. I was angry and confused when she told me that she wanted a divorce, but with time, we became quite amicable, despite my joke to Jen about her taking me to the cleaners. When my dad died a couple of years ago, Beth made a point of flying out with me for the funeral. We reminisced about him and she held me as I cried. She knew that I needed her and she was there for me. A few months ago, she started going out with my friend Ray. A couple weeks ago, she had called me and confided me that she. Your lips move toward it and I draw a breath but you just kiss it lightly and then stand up. With that you gently push me to my seat and again whisper "patience darling". You step away from me and begin to remove your clothes, each movement is slow and calculated, you know how much watching you turns me on. Your dress slips to the floor revealing your sexy lingerie, bra, knickers, stockings and suspenders. My smile broadens, lucky me. You turn, showing me your back and reach behind to undo.