Shortly after I rolled out of bed and was walking to the closet when Lisa asked, "Do you want to take a shower? I'll wash your back, if you wash mine....This question came out of left field. While we were not strangers to seeing each other nude, in fact I was standing nude in the middle of the floor, this was unchartered territory for us as adults."We haven't done that since we were k**s." I replied wondering what had brought this on." Yeah and now that it is our 21st birthday it would be real. I didn’t expect this. I was thinking what to answer. But before that.Kalp: why Ashok? Don’t you like me? Am I not as sexy as valli? Please don’t make me wait anymore. I have waited a for almost 8 months since my husband left to Qatar.Me: okay aunty tell me what to do?Kalp: till you didn’t understand? FUCK ME YOU IDIOT.Hearing this I hugged her tightly & lip locked. After a 5 mins of lip lock I said her, “ I was waiting only for this word darling” saying this I pushed her to bed.( I don’t want. There is somethingmagical, perhaps even supernatural, about the item of clothing. It bearsthe imprint--indeed, more than the imprint, the reality itself--of itswearer's breasts (or breasts and pubes), just as, in Philosophy, thehigh-heeled shoes bear the impressions of, or their wearer's actual,toes.The nightgown and the shoes bear the imprints of the wearer's femininity,for nothing is more feminine than a pair of breasts, a vulva, and high-heeled shoes, especially when the nightgown bears. Since I was already dressing thepart of the wife in bed I started dressing the part when Icame home. After seeing me dressed up as mom Dean andJennifer started to dress accordingly. The girls taught usboys the proper way of doing things feminine and we taughtthem everything masculine. We boys had to learn the rightway to apply make-up and how roll up our hair in curlers aswell as the proper way to sit and to smooth out our skirtwithout even thinking of what we were doing.There was only one.