It was around 11 and I heard some sounds. It was my neighbor, Sarala aunty, she went to the terrace with a bucket for drying her wet clothes. After 2-... minutes, I also went there. She was in her blue nighty and while she was bending it gave a clear scene of her cleavage. I acted like I was chit-chatting in mobile but I was staring at her cleavages. She noticed me that I was watching her and gave me a cunning look and a wicked smile.The conversation was like this. Aunty: had your breakfast??Me:. Let’s go to your room then."They went to the hotel room and Kamal went to the bathroom to change his clothes. When Kamal came back, Kamal saw the most beautiful sight of his life. Susan has stripped her clothes and wearing just a white bra a thong like panty. Kamal felt like just fucking her right there.Kamal: "How could I sleep when you are so beautiful and sleeping in the same room?"Susan: "Who says you need to sleep. Get here and make me feel good. If I feel good enough, your virgin cock is. ‘yeah, well I mean, I’m with Steve yeah’ I said back to him. ‘Why?’ I asked, ‘How do you know Steve?’ Tim turned away and reached into a gym bag on the floor next to the massage table. ‘I’ve got your hormones you were asking for, I didn’t realize you were taking this whole becoming a girl thing this serious’ He said to me as he placed a small brown gift bag on the massage table. ‘well yeah, I’m in transition, officially. So your Steve’s dealer huh?’ I asked as I opened the gift bag, there were. After what seemed to be enough time for the Kardashians to grow old, wrinkle and mercifully pass into oblivion, I took the parcel from her hands and placed it in the hallway. I did not invite her into my home; instead, I grabbed a cardigan sweater from the hallway coat closet and threw it around my shoulders.“Come on Jeanie. Let’s get some coffee.”We left my home and walked a block and a half to a small neighborhood café on the corner of Thirty-Third and Broadway.Jeanie looked confused,.