Thank you so much for being the mother you are. Even to a boy like me." Well, you're welcome. Though I am not sure anymore about the 'boy'part. Jim, d... you want me to call you "Wendy" from now on?" I love the name Wendy. But I am still Jim under these petticoats andcorsets. I have a feeling that 'Wendy' will be more appropriate andsatisfying for me right now. But you can call me 'Jim' anytime. Doing somay be a nice grounding tool, keeping me in the right frame of mindwhile I am still learning. That had been what she said she wanted in the first place, he reflected, except that they had become very close friends. He wondered whether he ought to resign himself to singledom. There was a lot to be said for it but he still missed that companionship and, when he thought more deeply about it, the need to give of himself to somebody who would give back so that both their lives would be enhanced."Become a Samaritan," said a voice in his head."No," he answered. "It's one way and I couldn't. I continued chatting with her for a few days and she started to open up. Finally, we got ready for this.We decided to meet at a Café Coffee Day on Ferguson Road, Deccan Gymkhana. I was wearing a jeans and t-shirt. I immediately spotted them; they had arrived before me and were waiting for me. Sarika looked ever sexier and desirable in real. She was wearing a navy blue coloured sari which was hugging her curvy voluptuous body well. They both looked from a typical middle class family.He was. "I've thought it over and this my chance of a lifetime. I am going to shoot my wad. Literally," he replied.I looked him right in the eye and said, "Here are the ground rules." 1. Money up front 2. In the room, give me your phone and I'll put it in a drawer 3. No rough stuff 4. Hang on for your life!!When we got to his room, I had Stewart lay naked on.