The next two weeks went quickly as she taught me the basics of moving, acting, and behaving like a girl. She taught me how to cook a little, how to s...w, and various other household duties. I was starting to think maybe those threats about making me give guys blowjobs and stuff was just part of a show. After all, she really was a nice lady, and treated me well. I couldn't imagine that she'd still want me to make me do that awful stuff.It was now the monday of the my third week with her, in. “As soon as you have something, you make sure to come and see me.”“You got it,” Malcolm says beaming with excitement.Rick quickly takes his leave, umping onto his cell phone as he leaves. “Yeah, Bridget?” he says into the phone. “I’m going to need to see you at my office.” There is a pause both on the phone and at the door. “How soon? How about now?”Rick steps through the door and his voice quickly fades, leaving Malcolm straining to hear anything else. When he realizes he is being overly noisy. It's cold outside, but I've had a couple of drinks. I take a coat and, leaving my wallet on the side of my bedroom table, my keys. Can't be too careful. There's an amazing amount of adrenaline rushing through me as I make my way through these familiar streets. I look at strangers as I'm on my way past. I'm mildly paranoid (can they see in my eyes what I'm going to do), but also excited. One man walks past a bus stop, and I imagine him saying hello, and putting a hand on his jeans... but I'm. Uske baad usne razai ko hatkar mere lund ko dekha or boli wow bhaiya bahut mast hai aapka to, tab maine kaha ki iska naam kya hai seema to boli mujhe saram aati hai to Mene kaha hath me lekar bol rahi hai mujhe saram aati hai to boli ki aapka lund bahut mast hai uske itna bolte hi mene uske lip par lips rakhkar kiss karni suru kardi or humne kafi der tak ek dusare ko kiss ki chus chus kar or mene dhire dhire uske sare kapde nikal kar usse nanga kar liya or mere bhi pure kapde nikal kar usse.