I wasn’t sure where this was all going but he was certainly being masterful about it all. “I hailed a taxi to bring me home,” I said, “to you....�� I could hear John contemplating his next move. I could sense him behind me. “And you let me pay for your taxi,” he said. I knew I was going to be spanked again. I could feel the tone in his voice. The tension of him speaking and raising his hand at the same time. I squealed as his hand bit down hard on my skin. “You should learn to pay your own. Day by day my urge of being a female started growing up. My body hormones started changing drastically. My chests were growing into breasts. I used to wear two three t-shirts inside so, that nobody can notice my boobs in college. I used to stay in a flat and my owner used to stay on the ground floor. He was around 50 years old but very masculine person. His wife and son stay in Dehradun as his son is studying there. One day I was alone at home doing my household work. I was wearing a kurta and. She signaled me to close the door from the inside and her face was flustered. I was waiting in the room for Hema which was like a lifetime with time seeming halted. My eyes never felt sleepy, I was active like a gun with excitement at the peak.The time was 2 a.m. she texted me to open the door. Heavens she has changed her dress. She is dressed in a transparent black saree with a backless blouse. Her milky white skin and black saree.She held my hand and hurriedly walked me to the wide balcony of. She got up, went to the bathroom and wrapped a towel around herself in a hurry. She told me worriedly not to come out until she called. I saw her going to the door through the lobby and she looked a bit scared. Who could be there at this time. My heart started beating heavily.I started thinking about the movies in which the hero has to get out of the back through the window.I went a little out of the room into the lobby and I could see her a little. That perfect ass of her looked so great. In.