" She walked to the bag and pulled out a dark blue, lacy bra. Draping it on the edge of the bag, she pulled off her shirt. Her back was facing Bill an... she hadn't ask him to turn around. He didn't. He couldn't believe his luck to be looking once again at her naked back. She leaned over to pluck up the bra. When she did Bill caught a glimpse of her left breast and its erect nipple. He moved his hands to his lap to hide his growing erection. Once putting it on, she stood up straight and, after. He looked to be in his early twenties and was slightly built. He seemedscared to death at being caught peeking into our dressing room and heseemed scared of me too! I must have been at least twenty years olderthan he was. I could tell he was noticing my blue, long sleeved satinblouse that gleamed in the room light. He could hear the click of myblack patent leather high heeled pumps as I minced back and forth infront of him. He could smell the perfume I was wearing, then noticed myshiny hosed. Mai bhi andar chala gaya , phele to clothes on hi humne ek dusre ko seduce karna shuru kiya . Phyle to normal lip kiss 2-3 mins sayad unkhe kiss me jyada mazha nhi ata ho . Mene unke boobs press kiye n unhe dress nikalne ko kaha , unhone upper nikal diya n vo ab mere samne lower n white bra mi thi . Me first time kisi aise lady ke samne tha, bra ke upar se mene fir boobs press chalu kiya unhone apne eyes close kiye hua the sayad unhe bhi alag feeling aa rahi hogi. Unhone mere clothes nikalne ko. It had nothing to do directly with mytransformation into a girl, but I'm sure it is connected in some way. Ithought about certain aspects of that nightmare and started to feel likemy normal tired indifferent self, although more depressed now with myhead hung lower and my eyes less active. This is good though. This iswhat I want to be, not the normal person that is supposed to react toall this drama in a more dramatic way.I got up and started walking to my next class in almost a.