Feel it. Let it take you where it wants to go. Don’t force it, you’re just along for the ride.’ The overture cascaded through Carl’s mind. In ...is imagination it was a lush green meadow with cascading waterfalls and crystal pools. He stood on the bank with the music floating with ease from his violin and the other instruments joining in from somewhere beyond the trees. With the symphony spinning and swirling he saw his tutor moving as a ballerina with the wispy white veils of her dress. He always told his wife that he felt more comfortablethat way, and had ever since he was on the swimming team during college.She knew that he had never actually competed, being more of a glorifiedequipment manager, which mostly consisted of making sure that the janitorkept the locker room clean.As Jemma he was wearing a red bra with breast forms sewn into it,matching bikini-cut panties, a black garter belt and dark grey stockings.He was a small man, slender, and his diminutive feet were in. Not during one of our famous Chinooks either, this was a deep chill. -33 Celsius this morning. Wonderful.I stepped out of the house and into the northern wind and felt the deep cold chill me immediately even through my layers. Nothing I could really do about it so I trudged on through the snow to the bus stop. I take the city transit bus to school every day. I live just far enough from my high school that it is too damn far to walk, especially in the winter.After shivering in the cold for five. Do tin dinomein,main aur mami bahut achhi tarah se ghul mil gaye 6th february ko mami kemobile par ek phone aaya. Mami ko mene us din phone pe baat karte hue dekha parthik se kuchh sun nahin paya. Mami ro ye ja rahi thi maine mami se puchha to wobaat ko avoid karke chali gayi dusre din yani 7th February ko mama office kekaam se Delhi chale gaye.Ab ghar mein sirf main aur mami hi reh gaye agle din sham ko 4 pmbaje mami ko phirse phone aaya. Mami phir ro rahi thi par is baar mene kuchnahin.