.. do the same to me?” The last two words went up in her vocal register and she suddenly felt as young as those two words had sounded. She almost st...mped her foot in frustration.Her eyes were accustomed to the level of light such that she could actually see the whites of his eyes appear as his eyes widened.“Wow,” he whispered.“Right?” she asked. She held her breath. If he refused, she’d be so embarrassed she’d just die. Her whole body was tense.“You’d let me do that?” he said, so quietly she. She was pleased to see me in jog track. As I was average guy. She was bit ok with that, other day she only came to me and started talking to me I was most happy that day. Her name was Kruthi, she was married having a daughter of my age, she was 29, I got she was married very early, we started meeting daily in jogging track and talk for few minutes, as I felt ill I couldn’t go for jog, after few days when I went she was eager to talk to me, she was missing me like hell. She said that straight. I took a long hot shower after removing the make-up, notingsardonically, my smooth legs and arms, and the breasts that, as far as Icould tell, hung, moved and wiggled like the real thing. Of course, Icouldn't feel them, and I wished that Modesty's were there instead,attached to her, naturally. After the shower, with the mist on themirror, I looked at myself again. With my lower half concealed by thecounter, I could have been a girl, and the stewardess uniform behind meenhanced the illusion.Just. Everytime she sees me or looks my way or I run into her I start turning all shades of red. I turn all kinds of red because my mind starts thinking of 10,000 ways to fuck her. ( this is 100% true lately I have been trying to avoid her). ‘Vanessa, what is it? You have one of your stories?” what is it come on?” she teasefully ask while responding back on one of the radio.“I just wanted to check in and let you know im here’ (that is NOT what I came here for I wanted to tell you that I think of ways.