I looked at my own body and I was dry. We were both darker than we were when we went into the water. A deeper golden color, rather than dark brown. Sh... keeps her long hair braided, and mine too. Now hers looks even blacker than ever.“Savana, do you feel different?”“I sure do Boyd. I felt it in the water, but now I feel as if I’m so pent up with energy ... and so alive.”“I feel the same way and look at Custer. He’s ripping and running up and down the water’s edge like never before,” I said as we. The slick finger touches home, right on the pucker of my anus. A cool viscous gel. It’s like E.T. with the healing touch. I keep my ass crack shaved bare, just like Alice instructs. “Fag ass,” she calls it. She likes to call me her boy when she takes me back there herself. A many-sided woman, Alice.But I’m all woman to Oliver. My luck. The luck of servitude.I try to keep still as he smoothes the gel around with very slow, tight little strokes. But I can’t help tipping my ass backwards, just a. Dhira dhira wo sab mujhe insist karnai lagai ki mai unhai apni wife beti mom cam pai dikhau phele to mai khabra gaya ki kahi kuch gadbad nahi ho jai kyu ki mai ek reputed family sai tha par fir sex ki bhook mai unki baat man liya aur sab sai phele apni wife ko unhai dikhaya .Chuki meri wife utni educated nahi thi is liya wo samjh nahi payi ki mai kya kar raha hu aur phir yai meri adat ban gayi jab mai usai chodta to jo bhi friend online rahtai mai unhai apna cam dikhata wo sab us samay mujhe. Tonight is your turn. I like these trousers of yours but I am going tohave to get you to move the zip tomorrow. Get to work, Marie!"With that she went out leaving me for the evening and the words "Myname's Mark!" left unsaid.I looked at myself in the mirror. What was left of me that said, "Myname's Mark?" I looked far more like a "Marie" than a "Mark". Therewas no sense pretending I was anyone else."I set about washing up and cleaning the house. What else could a maiddo faced with this.