I purposely went too hard with my tongue, hoping that she would say what she did.Lori looked at me smiling and said, “To me, that’s amazing, so yo...’re telling us that you knew you were pressing too hard with your tongue at the beginning?”I smiled at her and said, “Yes, when I licked you those five times I could tell by the fourth one that you liked it lighter as opposed to harder. The fifth lick confirmed that. I’m sorry I had to go harder, but I wanted you to say something. I was looking into. A couple of weeks ago she announced she was going on one of these weekend retreats so I though nothing of it. She called me telling me she was on her way home, I asked if she had fun, she giggled and said it had been fantastic and that I needed to go check my email she had some great pictures. I began to get excited thinking maybe she had finally picked a guy up and fucked him. I noticed the email copied a long list of addressees, many of whom I recognized as being friends and many I did not. "His hands stripped away her clothes, just as hers took his. Aman reveledin her nakedness, all thoughts of shame long banished. Her earlierreluctance now felt silly, and her new body undeniable in its rightness.His form, by contrast, was desirable beyond understanding. Those dayswhen the male form had held no desire for her seemed a lifetime ago.Their bare bodies pressed against one another, and she reveled in thecontact."Even after all my research, so many secrets lie hidden, so many. Then I asked him whether he would stitch the blouse for me now.Tailor: You didn’t rehearse for me. How can I believe you?Me: I am a crossdresser. Please understand. Charge double if you want.Tailor: Oh! Ok, I get it. You’re like a transgender person, right?Me: No bhaiyya, this is different. Please just stitch the blouses for me.Tailor: I will charge you less than the market price, but I have a condition.Me: What is it? (My heart was beating at a hundred beats per minute)Tailor: You must try the.