" she said."No wonder you were sweating then." said Janet. "I spent barely an houron that game before I was sweating." Good exercise though." said Lin...a."By the way, I heard you talking about someone called Paul upstairs."said Linda. "Another friend?" Oh, that was the name for Paula when she was a tomboy." said Linda."She looked so much like a boy, we called her Paul instead." Yes, that's right." said Paula, picking up on the idea. "But, as youcan see, 100% Paula now."Janet just smiled at the. I’m thinking of deviant thoughts about what I would like to do with her, but she doesn’t really, know how I feel.Out of the front door, she strides confidently down the path towards my car. Her cream caramel pant suit, pink frilly blouse and high heels that she’s wearing make her appear incredibly sexy. As she sachets from side to side, her pert breasts, bobble in the bra under her blouse, her trousers riding into the groove of her vagina, leaving very little to the imagination. My bollocks. “Uh, she grunted, “I think I’ve just wet myself a tinybit, look.” She was wearing a short skirt and had itarranged so she was sitting on her knickers rather thanon her skirt which was spread out behind her. She raisedherself just enough to show me a dark patch on theupholstered stool. Glancing round to make sure she wasnot too obvious she parted her knees and pulled her shortnavy blue pleated skirt up a little more than wasnecessary for decorum and showed me the front of. Thodi der ke baad mera stop aane wala tha to maine himmat kar ke apne bag se ek paper nikala aur usme apna mobile no likh kar wahin apne seat pe gira diya aur utar gaya.Agle din mai jab office se aa raha tha to muje us aunty ka call aaya aur usne bataya ki wo paper usne utha liye tha jo maine wahan pe feka tha.Us din se roj meri us se baat hone lagi. Jab bhi meri us se baat hoti thi mai kewal use chodne ke baare me sochta tha.Phone pe baat karte karte mai us se puri tarah khul gaya aur humlog.