. ideas... desires... swirl through your head and your hand instictively cups and lifts your breast. You breathe deep through your nose as your arousa... builds, the sweet aroma of your desire kisses your senses. Your enjoyment is building as fast as your desire...Your breast in one hand, deft fingers of your other hand tickle the lips you so dearly want kissed, sending yet another sweet shiver through your increasingly receptive body. Shifting in your seat to get more comfortable causes you to. "Doesn't he look beautiful?" "He looksjust like my daughter," mom said and look Rajats face in her hands.Chapter 5It was agreed that on Diwali day, Rajat would dress as a woman and comewith us. I don't know what he was thinking and I didn't probe. In theearly evening of the party, Vani came to do our hair and make up. Shedid Rajat's eyebrows - he was left with very shapely but not too thinbrows after Vani's efforts. She also used hair removal cream over him (Ididn't stay in to see that) but. ’ She gasped and quickly covered her mouth with a hand. Her eyes were suddenly filled with a strange emotion – something between horror and fear – and I thought this was an entirely strange reaction given my statement. She quickly recovered her composure. ‘Of course, forgive me for not recognizing you sooner. Allow me to make you some tea.’ She had attempted to hide her son behind her skirt, but now shooed him in front of her as she rushed into the house. I noted that the boy was not quite. Anyone can do that by looking at body language, that sort of thing. Most people can be fairly accurate with the gauging, others are totally blind to the obvious. Sharon, on the other hand, was 100% accurate. Not long after she hit puberty she began to realise when boys were lusting after her. She’d been fairly early to hit puberty, probably the first girl in her year to need a bra, and went on to a full 36C, so guys always tended to be interested in her. She’d enjoyed those early years, teasing.