Just as I was thinking I would join Georgina for my first steam room experience, I heard the faint sound of voices drifting over from the stairwell ou...side. I sat waist-deep on the steps at the deep end and cocked an ear. Yes, men’s voices laughing and definitely getting louder.At the same time, I realised I could hear another sound coming from the steam room. A low moaning as though someone was in pain. Concerned as I was by the approaching voices, I was also suddenly anxious for Georgina too.. I stay in Mumbai and am an engineering student . My parents are working, so i get a lot of time at home alone. From the time I was 18 i liked to cross-dress especially in skimpy sarees and short skirts.Crossdressing in public was always my fantasy but i could never have the courage to do so. My body is always clean shaven and my ass is round and huge enough to give any girl a complex. Whenever i dress in a saree my ass looks huge and bounces as i walk along, enough for any man to go wild with. Blushing furiously, he muttered, “Got no girlfriend,” before shoving a large scoop of rice into his mouth to buy some time to activate his much decelerated—a.k.a. barely existent—thinking due to the presence of the younger version of his secret forbidden crush while, internally, he kept cursing at his lack of self-control and control of the overall situation in general.She feigned a concerned look. “Oh poor sweetie, you've never scored on any of your soccer moms then?” She rolled her eyes at. The words of Mr William Morris "Have nothing in your houses which you do not know to be useful or believe to be beautiful," are meant to apply to the choice of furniture or décor but I see no reason why they cannot refer to a wife. Against those criteria, Estelle and Amanda seemed able to qualify and consequently might benefit from my attentions.The personal qualities of the two young ladies were not, however, the only matters that concerned me. The other issue of concern to me was the extent.