.Sir: Evaritho ina ..?Me: Chesava?Sri: Enti?Me: dont tease me!Sri: Orey pichi moddu.. nekosame waiting ikkada andi.Me: YahoooSri: Orey Melliga, Idi sc...ool.Sri: Ey itu chudu, neku emaina difference telusthunda?me: emi difference?Sri: naaloMe: Ha nuvvu aa roju nundi bra veyadamledu.Sri: Orey neku telusa?Me: Roju nuvvu raagane nenu chusedi ade kada!Sri: Mari itu chuduani, thana kongu koncham pakkaku jaripindi, sallu mottham blouse lo nundi bayatapedthu.nenu alage chusthu unna, aa sallu. You're going to ruin your make up."I sensed that my mother had taken in the whole picture slowly as she hadentered my room. I also had a feeling that she was both shocked andpleased at how I was able to make myself look. This included everythingfrom my painted toenails and smooth legs to my hairstyle and make up.My son, sorry, my daughter sat there on her bed. It was amazing how goodshe looked, that is how good my son was able to make himself look.Everything from his painted toenails and smooth. I was half sleeping whilst listening to music when Owen heard a car pull up in our neighbours drive. Shit! It was our neighbour Ted obviously back from business early and hopefully not going to pop his head over the fence and say hi! Owen at this point was upstairs getting changed whilst I was down on the patio area lying on my back shades on with my 34ff boobs out getting a very good tan developing having a great time. Ted had walked into the front of his house so there was no problem I was. “Just the way you act, the way you behave.”He shook his head, obviously oblivious.“When it’s just you and me, especially at home, you’ve been acting.. Well.. Like a girl. More softly spoken, more giggles, more sway in your step.”He shrugged a little, looking up at her. “When it’s just me and you and I can be more.. Me.”“So when we’re at work, who are you?”He shrugged again, looking away, “Who I need to be to not get funny looks, I suppose.”She bit her lip and tilted his head to look at her.