Our friendship lasted all through school. When I became interested in dressing like a young women my mother made sure I had everything I wanted. sexy ...resses , high heels , pantyhose, stockings , panties and makeup. I grew to be a rather pretty young girl. During these years I often invited Bobbie over to my house and we locked ourselves in my room and played dress up for hours and hours on end . Occasionally we were interrupted by my mother or my sister just because they wanted to see how we. I anticipated that any attack would happen in sixty days or less. The only thing pushing a rush on construction would do was telegraph that we were on to them - the last thing I wanted to do.Tomorrow I would have Ben put the screws to the college. The grants had restrictions and regulations. They had to have specific projects listed and the cost of those projects with bids accompanying the request. The funding was not meant to be just a cash grant. There was a deadline on the construction with. I was holding my arms up, bent atthe elbow and making little sissyfists. I wassquealing like a little girl playing tag and in veryshort order, pouring a hot, cummy load down my bestfriend's pretty throat.That was incredible! Incredible! Of course I was alsoracked by guilt and shame. And, though I knewreciprocation was the right thing to do, I wasrepulsed by the gayness of it.Well, maybe not completely repulsed, because I sort ofgot on my knees and sort of licked Faith's tummy cleanof cum. Then. .Me: Sahi hai beta..Tune bhi kuch kar rkha hai to btade..(if u also had done something you tell me)Shi: Pagal hai..Mai aisi nahi hu( mad by.. i m nt that typ of girl)Me:Btade btade..Aunty ko nahi btaunga( tell me.. I won’t tell that to aunty)Shi: kehdia na nahi kia( i said u na i hadn’t)Me: Thk hai..kario bhi mat( ok..an don’t do even)shi: kyu?( y?)Me: aisei.(just lyk dat)shi:acha mere baap..After that day’s conversation we came even closer to each other…i used to sit in classroom with her only.