Fir main vijay ke bare me sochne lagi.Wo dus saal se mujhe chahta h.Kal rat pahli bar chhuya tha agar koi or hota to chut sari rat chodta par usne ik ...ar hi choda kyuki usme wasna ni pyar bhara tha.Ab maine faisla le liya tha ki aj vijay ko uske 10 saal ke pyar ka inaam dena h.Kal rat jo kuch bhi hua wo accidently hua tha par aj ji hona tha wo marji se hona tha.Aj main chudai ke maje lena chahti thi or vijay ko aisa maja dena chahti ki wo sari umar yaad rakhe.Ye sochte sochte main kab vijay ke. "This," she cradles her belly proudly, "was no accident. I was on the pill at the time and had no more interest in getting pregnant, BEFORE I started reading your stories, than my lover did in making me pregnant. Maybe he didn't know how horny pregnant women get, or how much we like to fuck the guy who has put his baby in us, or how much men enjoy eating knocked-up pussy." I see HE hadn't read any Homer Vargas stories." No, and he'd have freaked to know I was reading that kind of 'trash.' He. I sat down. You sat on my lap, leaning in to kiss me. It was a slow, deep kiss. Your fingers in my hair and my arms around you. The rain was picking up. As the warm drops came harder, you looked both left and right. Seeing the empty path for a quarter mile in each direction reaffirmed your decision. You stood up quickly and with a single motion lifted the hem of your dress over your head. Leaving you standing in front of me with just your sandals. When I picked at your house earlier you. But I like the waythese clothes feel."I expected her to laugh or make fun of me, but she didn't. "Well," shesaid. "This changes things. How would you like to completely dress up asa girl? I mean, just for fun! I saved my old dresses up here for years,and there might be a girl's dress or two in the garment bags."An hour later, I looked at myself in the mirror.I now wore a dress only slightly too large for me, a frilly littleyellow party dress for a ten- or twelve-year-old girl. It was.