.and throw it down the stairs. It lands on a car at the bottom of the stairs. She is now wearing only her chinese slippers. I sit her down, and pull m... pants down, and climb on top, sliding right into her.Have no idea if anyone knew we were there, either on the ground, our looking out the door window. But I slid in and out of her, her legs wrapping around my waist. Took me a couple of minutes to lose it and I came inside her.Being the gentleman that I am, I went and retrieved her dress, as she. Chhutti ke bad ham sath sath college se nikalen aur main mam ko apne bike pe baithaya aur unke ghar chal diye.. Ghar pahuchte hi maine main door ko lock kiya aur mam ko pichhe se pakad liya aur apna hath unke hath pe sahlane laga mam wahin thanda hone lagi.. Main unke gardan pe chumne laga, chumte chumte mam ko age ghumaya aur unke sadi ka pallu hataya aur unka blouse khol diya. Bra ke upar se hi unke cleavage ko chatne laga to mam ne mujhe hataya aur mujhe smuch karne lagi ha logo ka smuch. For some reason whenever I thought of my own name Diane cameto my mind. The acid felt like it had completely worn off now, and Irealized that this was not just a fucked up acid trip."This is too fucked up, what the hell happened to you, Duane? You're abeautiful woman, but you still look like Duane! How can this be real?Wha.... How... Wher...." she said, confused. Then she burst into tears.I moved toward her and wrapped my arms around her comforting her. "Itsalright, hun. I dont know how this. Dad kissed the side of my face, then he turned his head the other way and kissed the bit of Estelle’s face that wasn’t covered by Bonnie’s arms.We stayed like that, not talking, just being intimate for quite a few minutes.Later that morning the house was quiet. I was studying in my room, Dad was shopping for groceries, Estelle was shopping for clothes, Bonnie was sitting at the computer in my room and exchanging messages with her friends while she played a computer game. She was going to sit in.