It was great to see she was relaxing again, I knew the lastcouple weeks were pretty hard on her.After having a few drinks at the bar, Barb got a phone...call, and herrelaxed nature turned more serious. "Is everything alright?" I askedwhen she hung up the phone."Ya my friends are at another bar and by the sounds of it had a few toomany drinks to meet us here." If you want we could always meet them for a couple more drinks," Ireplied.Immediately her smile came back and we hopped up and headed to. Wo dono muje gure ja rahi thi. Mene andekha kar ke exercise khatam kar me niche chala gaya.Ese tese kar ke wo din nikal gaya, pura din me sochta hi raha ki kon h yeh dono. Jo bhi h but maal to sexy h. Aur ese sochte sochte dusare din wapas exercise kar raha th atab bhi wo dono muje hi gur rahi thi. Sali rand hi lagti thi.Me naha ke chai pi ke balcony me khada tha tabhi sabjiwala aya, wo aurate labji lene aai aur gande doouble meaning me meri taraf dekh ke sabjiwale se boli bhaiya hume to ache. And then, before I knew it I was at Hamperdown, pretending to be mysister Hannah, but really a boy in a school full of girls.I guess it was "method acting" - totally immersing myself in the role.I was not really playing my sister, but a feminine version of me. Butthe role was complete and constant. It had to be. Hamperdown was agirls' boarding school.Sleeping arrangements were private booths in rooms of four, andtoileting for each room was private, so I knew in advance that I couldkeep up my. But the girls ran after me and caught up with me before I could get dressed. They threw me to the ground and stood around me, kicking me and insulting me as I cried out for mercy. Two of them dragged me to my feet and continued to punch me as the third looked through my wallet. They stopped beating me up and whispered together. From my address, they knew that I lived only a couple of hundred yards from the alley. They ordered me to get dressed and marched me out of the alley, the other girls.