In the end, that was probably good for me, but there were a few issues that came up. Overall, I think we’re doing okay. She told me about Roger. She...even wants me to meet him at some point.”“Oh, good Lord!” she snorted. “Do you have to meet all her lovers, now? I love my daughter, but sometimes I wonder if her head is filled with straw.”“It’s okay, May,” I told her with a chuckle. “I think this one’s a little different. Maybe I’ll feel the same, but that’s on me, not on her. I won’t know until. Oli simply smiled at his readiness but they arose and walked away, leaving Peter to stare at her lovely ass getting smaller as she departed. He beat his meat to make it wilt.Their paths didn’t cross the next day and he was optimistic as he strode towards his special place just before sunset. Waiting for him was another young woman, not Oli. She didn’t give her name and gestured to him to sit beside her. When the sun touched the horizon she said, “Does it like me? I would like it.” Her hand. ....but when the fabric of his shirt rubbed against his nipples, apleasurably intense sensation filled his body. He let out a quiet moanin a voice that was noticeably higher than he remembered hearingwhenever he spoke.Looking down at his chest, he saw that his normally flat chest hadsplit into two puffy bumps. The areolae around his nipples looked alittle larger, as did the nipples themselves. The hair on his chestnow seemed a bit sparse as well.Bringing his hands up, he gave his nipples. The conversation was limited to marriage readiness. I was at the wheel and was excited as hell, Haritha was sitting next to me , and she was stunning in her wedding saree and make over. I did have a boner. When we reached there things were all ready and the priest got us married and though he would have had his own suspicions about the entire thing, he did well to keep it under wraps. At around 11:30 that morning myself and Haritha were married…after seeking blessings from my MIL we came out of.