Michael’s constant gaze at my breasts stoked the fire between my legs. Looking down, I saw the reason for his attention, but also the growing tent p...le in his khaki shorts. My nipples and breasts were clearly visible. Pulling the clinging cloth from my body, I tried to bring a little decorum to my appearance. Not that my shorts were any less revealing. My twin bottom orbs were clearly visible from behind. I could feel the wetness leaking from my puffy lips. We were taking a great risk to appear. " I knew there was a catch!" Oh, there always is, the catch this time is we'll go together to the mall and you'll buy me new clothes." Fine, I'll go change." No!" she said, "you'll go as you are right now, dressed like a girl." You're k**ding right? I can't leave the house dressed like a girl." Didn't you say you went grocery shopping this week dressed up?" But I went all the way across town so no one would recognize me." That's okay, no one will recognize you. I didn't at first when I first. If it had been detected early enough, and if she could have had a complete hysterectomy, she could have perhaps lived many years longer--even decades. Now she was simply ... gone.Alicia had left behind not only her own extended family, but also her little three-year-old boy and her asshole of a husband, Frank Deal--an abuser that she had been paired up with by her father well after our breakup and right after her graduation from college. It seems the Deal family, with an extended family base. One day as I was walking to the class, I noticed a familiar face who was sweeping the front yard of a house near my tuition. It was dark at that time and upon closer look, I recognized that it was the maid who worked in my house a few years ago.She also recognized me and was happy to meet me and we had a small chat. Her name was Devi aged 37 with a brown complexion and medium-sized figure. She was hired to be a maid at that house in which I saw her. After the chat, we proceeded to part our ways.