So I looked exactly like a girl when I was dressed up. But in college, I used to look like a bully.One day while I was chatting with a stranger online... he asked if he could come over. But I refused. He promised me it would be a secret and he can give me money. I was biased but soon invited him over. We had not seen either of ourselves till then and so, I was excited.I cleaned myself up, shaved and applied some make up. I took out the babydoll lingerie and wore a black saree above that. I was. "FOUR," I yell. ...I asked for it and I'm getting it. It's just what I deserve."Wipe," he orders and my hand moves immediately to my dripping pussy. I'm delirious with shame and excitement. I'm blushing so much I can feel the heat radiating from my cheeks and I'm sweating."Have you learned your lesson?"I wish I could think of something clever to say to hide my embarrassment but I can't; instead I get up and deliver a stinging, wet slap to his handsome, smug face.I quickly get back into position. ‘So this all comes down to you being scared, what are you some kind of Virgin?’ He asked in a disbelieving manor. ‘Yes! If you must know.’ I yelled at him, I did not like him inferring that I was not. ‘Well I’ll be damned, you sure don’t suck cock, or play with that pretty little pussy of yours like one’. How crude can you get I thought. At least I knew for sure it was him watching me in the shower. ‘Om, Well… I guess I’m a natural’. I muttered. He smiled at me in such a patronising way.. " Yeah, but what if I snore? What if you snore? What if I roll over in the middle of the night and crush you to death?" Oh, Uncle Mark! You won't crush me to death! And I don't care if you snore. I just don't want to be alone!" Okay, but don't blame me if you don't wake up in the morning because you've been crushed flatter than a pancake!" I won't!"After brushing their teeth, they headed in and crawled between the cool, clean cotton sheets of Mark's king-sized bed. Wearing only a pair of.