Actually it was a vintage Jordache denim skirt that had become somewhat thread-bare. When I wore it I knew I had a visible panty line that drove boys ...nd men crazy with lust for my butt.It worked every time I wore it in front of boys. And, once again here at Spencer’s they were enamored with me. This expelled Spencer from the boy equation.The shit hit the fan as I had been enjoying a meal in an outdoor café and happened to look out on the sidewalk. There was a girl in a tight denim pencil. I told then I am going to Trichur in the afternoon, they said will meet for lunch, I told don't want cause it will take a long time and will become late by the time I reach Trichur. I went to the room and thinking of Sarita I masturbated twice that night in anticipation of her coming the next day morning. I woke up at 7.30am, I peeped thru the window to see if she was coming, then i got fresh and had breakfast. I came back to my room and waited for her, she came in casually and said she had. I want you to hold me and kiss me and feel me all over, and then I want you to fuck me?" Are you a true hermaphrodite?" Why don't you check for yourself? Are you?" Yes. You saw that, like you, I don't have balls so no sperm, but I have a very nice, soft vagina, but no eggs." Oh, this just gets better and better." Let's go into the lounge."I sat beside her on the couch and opened her bathrobe in order to see her breasts; and hold them. I rolled her nipples between finger and thumb, licked them. As we stepped off the train, I told her we could walk to the exit and I’d dig it out of my back pack. She told me this was her stop but that the exit was a good idea. As I gave her the bud I noticed just how attractive she really was. Curvy, not too much make up, olive skin, wavy hair and glasses??! Fuck! She looked good!She said thanks and I replied, “Looks like you’re the one that almost missed the opportunity ... enjoy and take care”I turned around and walked away as I heard, “Hey thanks,.