Ray wouldn't look right. The only magicians I've known who've had male assistants were women." "Just hear me out. I know Ray wouldn't work as a man.... But what if he wasn't a man? What if he was a woman?" "Then that would be a great answer to my problem. Unfortunately, Ray is not a woman." "I think I could change that." That shocked Brian. "What do you mean by that?" "Look, with a new wardrobe, a haircut, a makeover by yours truly, and some other 'improvements,' I think I could make Ray. ”“I know. I’d stay with ‘im too if I had the chance...”Bink is one of several people who pronounce my uncle as ‘hot’. I can kinda see it. I don’t know why he doesn’t have women hanging all over him. Well, I DO know. There’s a list. First, he’s not comfortable with strangers and I don’t think he’d have a woman around long enough to move from ‘stranger’ to ‘acquaintance’ to ‘friend’ and past that. Second, he’s like me. Sometimes he’s subject to unexplainable, deep moods. He says they’re not as. Her soft full lips traced down my neck and collarbone, and she could no doubt feel my heart beating hard. She looked up at me again, her hand gently cupping my breast through my vest: "You maybe wanna show me upstairs..?"I nodded and kissed her again, taking her hand and gingerly leading her up to my room, thoughts racing through my head: what am I doing? She's my sisters friend! She's 21! But as soon as I opened the door to my room those thoughts were brushed away, she kissed me again, harder. I was very friendly with her too. Once when Mr. Lokanathan had gone for his usual trips, there was no light in the night. It was quiet hot. I was walking outside my room only in my Bermudas. I saw Needhi using her pallu to get some breeze. I told her to come outside and sit with me so that we can talk and get fresh air also. Needhi was short built with small tits, I think it has been fondled less and a nice tight stomach and small arse. I told her to wear something loose and then come, only.