Mai :to tum karo naye saal ka swagat.Sanjay: tumhare bina kya maaza aayega aaj raat ko uppar aa jana.Me:nahi kisi ko shak ho jayega.Sanjay : kuch nahi...hoga.Me:yaar tum jabardasti bahut karte ho,mai mana karti hu tab bi apne mote mote lund meri chut mai andar sarkate jate ho.Vijay: sali maza bi to tu leti hai kitni jor se jhadti hai.me: pata hai meri sari bra tight ho gayi .Uncle: to aaj bra mat daal kar aana waise bi tu matherchod nangi hi sunndar lagti hai.Raat ko jab sab so gaye to mai uth. Few weeks passed like this then one day after I was returning from my friends house and my dad’s friend he was struggling to start his bike and after he tried few times he started pushing it and then he saw me and greeted me and told me that his bike was broke down so I said him to come to our house so we went to our house… My mom was surprised to see me bring him to our house at that time(it was 8 o clock at night) and after that we had dinner and he decided to sleep in house itself as the. .changes are....fuck...commencing...mammaries are growing...finding it hard...hard to think now..brain rewiring from flow ofestrogen...Oh god"My petite hands rubbing the cones of flesh, feeling them press into mypalms, as the tissue with in fills out, as if two balloons are fillingwith air. I feel the weight of the flesh, the tightness of the skin, asthey expand, the cones round and lush, the flesh overwhelming my petitehands. I feel the jiggle of them, how high they sit on my chest, not. Can't she come with us please?" I still said no.Seely knew it was useless to argue and ended the conversation on her way to pack by saying, "Okay, but Rita is just so much fun and Grandma is fun. When I have both together it is ten times as much fun." She disappeared up to her room leaving us staring after her. The implication was that Pam and her mother and father were no fun at all.I cornered Pam before I left. "Pam, I'll bring Seely back next weekend. I'm not trying to take her away from.