After Neena and I had finished two glasses of wine, she started to loosen up a little.We talked about school, boys, and other girl stuff. We finished ...he first bottle of wine, so I went to the kitchen and got another bottle. When I returned, Neena was watching the movie, it started out with a young girl about Neenas age, sucking an older mans cock, while she was being eaten by a woman. I sat down on the couch next to Neena, and poured each of us a glass of wine. I asked Neena if she had ever. Before that, when I was single, I had taken to snatching the odd pair of panties out of the dryer in whatever apartment building I was living at the time. When I was a little boy I had always wanted to be pretty like a girl, and sometimes went through my mom's or grandma's things, looking for underwear that would make me feel like a girl. I never told my wife about all that; I didn't have to, because a couple months ago she jokingly asked me if I wanted to wear her panties one night while she. It was mid of December and was pretty cold in Chandigarh. It was foggy too. I used to live with my dad’s friend in his house. But I had a separate entrance, as my working hours were not normal.So long story short, it was Friday evening when at work I got a message on my gay app from a stranger. After exchanging few conversations, he asked me if I have place where he could stay, because he was coming from Delhi and didn’t book a hotel.So I allowed him to come and stay with me and told him that. I went home, took a shower ate supper with my family, then took off and went to a bar in the neighboring city. I sat at the bar and was having a drink checking out the females that were sitting around.”What are you doing here “a voice said behind me when I turned around Debra was standing there . “How are you doing?'' she said putting her hand on my leg as she sat up on the stool. I bought her a drink and she started telling me how nice it was to find me here. I really wasn’t listening. I was.