Tab dono ne decide kiya ki raj aunty ko patane ka try karega or yadi usne pata liya to wo aman ko bhi meri mom ki chut dilwayega. Aman bola ki yr par ...unty hamare dost ki mom he.Tab raj bola ki ye chutiya fattu he , isse pata bhi chal gaya toh ye kya ukhad lega. Ye bolkar don hasne lage. Ye sunkar mujhe bhot bura laga , or mene decide kiya ki ab un dono ko me ghar pe nahi bulaunga.Mene agle din unse bol diya ki mom ne ab mana kiya he ki koi bhi dost ghar pe nahi aayega. Iske bad kai din beet. The sign had been changedagain. It now said "Wo(men)" and had the full ladies toilet sign.Yes, I might just about be able to handle being dressed as a woman, Isaid to myself. I had to man up. I was too much of a man's man to letbeing totally dressed as a woman affect how I felt about myself or wasI?I really didn't know any more.I started to cry.Real men don't cry. Rule 1 of manhood.Was this really me? What was I becoming? It was exciting wasn't it?It wasn't humdrum any more. Was it? . Her dildo was still inside her so I lifted my foot so I could tap the end of it about an inch or so further in. I moved my foot back and it retracted and I pushed it again. “Ooooooooh!” She exclaimed. “Sorry, no. Not you my chair just moved by itself”. I kept tapping her dildo with my foot while she tried to keep composed and finish the conversation. She said goodbye to whoever it was and put the phone back on her desk. “What am I going to do with you?” She asked. I reached down, leaned. You follow him blind through the laces of the souk, into this ever-changing sea of streets, tents, and folds. Few know the one he seeks, but you've been here before. The snake charmer still plays in the dust, his back to the crumbling brick wall. A young and graceful cobra dances before him. The word was true, the viper died long ago.“She waits for you, friend,” the Moor says. You bow to him. He turns back without word or care and vanishes into the souk. His smile fades last into the night..