She followed my lead and we headed up to get dinner. I guess her cousin wanted to come with us and soon enough we had a huge dinner group to eat with....Which relieved me because any longer being alone with this girl I would be questioning a lot I thought about myself. She kept giving me these weird stomach turning feelings and I wasn’t sure how to react to them. We got back to the room and I crawled behind my computer and got comfy. She grabbed her shower caddy and slipped out of the room. I. “No…no,” I responded, not knowing where to look. “I’ve just moved in to number 8,” he said, “and saw your car in the drive. I wondered if you might have some milk”. His gazed returned to the two bulges in my shirt. “Of course,” I replied. Adding, without thinking, “Why don’t you come in?” As I spoke, I wanted the earth to open up. Here I was, sporting male attire but with bumps where they ought not to be, and I had just invited this new neighbour into my home. “Thanks,” he said, responding. Sarah laughed and gave Sally a playful smack on her bottom saying, “Please let’s hurry Sally.” Then she unhitched the back suspenders while Sally undid the front ones and tugged down the girdle and knickers. As Sally stepped out of her things, Sarah let off a low whistle. “Wow, I’ll bet those hurt Sweetie?” Amazingly, Sally had for a while, forgotten about her throbbing bottom. It already seemed ‘normal’ for her new lifestyle. Then Sarah surprised her by gently tracing her fingertips over the. He nods his head and gives me the mug, and I get him a refill. He drinks that too; then he looks at the bottom of the mug and sets it down on the floor beside him and looks at me and says something I can’t even begin to understand.I shake my head to show I don’t know what he’s saying, and he speaks again but this time v-e-r-y s-l-o-w-l-y. Why do we always do that when there’s a language barrier? I mean, Greek is Greek whether you speak it fast or slow or in-between.But it’s not Greek, it’s not.