She was then 28 while I was 21. She still retained her sexuality. She had put on a little weight in the form of flesh around her sexy waist and more o... her glorious butt.I had just returned from college and I found no one at home. I had been informed by my folks that they were leaving for Bangalore on an emergency since there was a death in my father’s family. I was to be alone for another week or so. In those days, I couldn’t cook. Falguni came over in the evening and told me that my mother. She tells me that she has no plans yet so I tell her if nothing comes up that she is welcome to hang out with us, that we are all going out for dinner and then we are going to hit a few clubs. She says that she would love to come with all of us, so I tell her to just give me a call Friday after noon as I hand her a piece of paper with my home number and cell phone number on it. She smiles coyly and says, ‘See you then!’ After a cold shower I slip into my robe and go to the kitchen for some. I giggle despite myself. This is all so stupid and yet I can'tstop myself. I wonder if it's the humiliation I crave. It could be. Ithink it might be more though. Despite how wonderful the past few dayshave been I can't help but feel there's another level I need to reach todrive home to myself that I'm female now. Everything about this showsthe absence of my penis, practically screams it at me, and then there'sthe need for female modesty.My hand goes between my legs. I'm close now. My. Sometimes he hid money, other times it was guns or drugs. Eve carefully pried the sheetrock away and removed an old metal band-aid box and replaced the makeshift door. Making herself comfortable on the couch she opened the box and found what she was looking for. Two joints that were vacuum sealed in plastic. His ’emergency stash’ as he liked to joke about it. Eve reached into the pocket of her jeans and pulled her lighter out and tore at the plastic with her teeth. She lit up one of the joints.