I am smitten. I am drawn to her body, to her face, to her eyes. As I stand from my desk, she is looking at me, daring me to stare at her. It is lunch ...ime. No one is around. I act like I am going through papers on my window sill, still staring at her, wanting and willing her to turn more toward me to expose more leg and perhaps something more. She turns fully to her left exposing all her legs to me. Because of the distance I can’t see all the way up her gown. But I want to see her pussy hair. I. A simple truth was more difficult to tell than the grandest of all lies. She had immersed herself in illegalities, with, of all people, the bavasaab’s son. She hoped to avoid her family altogether.They walked apart from each other as the city prohibited even remote displays of affection. Rashida walked in front as Khozem followed. They turned a corner and approached their apartment building. Rashida noticed someone familiar standing out front.“Father?” asked Rashida.“Yes ... Yes indeed. I have. As I pursed my lips in surprise, the image pouted her painted lips back at me. It was me, but a me I could never have imagined existed. It was as though I had a twin sister, a perfect replica of Alex Ward, but in female form. And God was I HOT..."So, my pretty, what do you think?"I'm stunned," I replied, "I never thought you could carry this off. I mean, I don't even look male anymore." Oh you do, to someone who knows" she said, "Which is why we need to do more work, and you need to be able to. ‘I don’t remember the last time Bruce and I had two child free days.’ They spent the next two days planning the new trip. They each added a few sexier outfits and some lingerie to their suitcases as they packed. When Friday arrived, they packed the minivan and dropped off the kids. James, Mary’s husband, was the first one they picked up and Bruce finished work around 2 PM. They were on the interstate headed to the mountains by 2:15 PM. The girls sat in back while the guys had the front seat..