A few days before her birthday Tracy had seemed to suffer a kind ofpang of conscience. Or perhaps she was testing me. She told methat she knew that ... was becoming less and less manly, and more andmore womanly, to please her, because I loved her. She was gratefulfor it. But now she had to know if I wanted it for myself too,that it pleased me to explore my own femininity and to make it apart of who I was. That I delighted in it, maybe even preferredit. She had to know, or she'd feel. Teva parat mala tya doghi chetkini dislya. pan aajine sangitlyane mazi bhiti jara kami zali hoti. tya parat mala bolavu laaglya. mazya javal don tin rupaye hote. mi tyana dyayala thoda pudhe gelo tar tyani mala pakadala.Mi ghabarun oradlo. tya mala ek potyat ghalayala pahat hotya. tevdhyat maza oradana aaikun ai tithe aali aani tine mothane vicharla:”kon aahat tumhi” kay pahije tumhala?. aaila baghun tya don mhatarya jara gadbadlya. aaine tichya javalchi kathi pahilya mhatarichya marli tine. “It’s OK, I’ll only be a few minutes.” and off he went.I was laying there, trussed up like a turkey waiting tobe stuffed when the thought occurred to me that mybottom was facing the door to the hallway and if thepostman looked through the letterbox, he would seeright up the hall and right up me. That idea started toturn me on and I was feeling quite sexy when I thoughtthat I heard a squeak, then another, then another; thenit stopped. Then I thought that I heard the door. The final room was the editing room, filled with electronic gear. There was a single occupant in the room, a man in his mid to late forties, obviously in excellent shape. Dee immediately noted how handsome he looked as she concluded that he must be Jenny's partner.Upon seeing them enter he got up and introduced himself to Dee, "Welcome, my name is Harry, I'm Jenny business partner." This is Dee. I just met her at the gym" Jenny chimed in as Dee shook Harry's hand."Dee what do you think of our.