(Mr.Rao’s thoughts in his head: Such soft hands. Lucky guy. I wonder what all that hand has done to Ankit)I started serving starters and drinks to e...eryone.Mr. Rao: Shalini, wonderful cooking. There is just magic in your hands.Me: Thank you, sir. Do you need anything else?Mr. Rao: Well yes, now I want you to show me your house. But before that, can I use your loo? Guess I had too many drinks.Me: Sure, sir. It’s just right from here.I send him in and realized that I forgot to remove my inners. As I pushed back the curtain I saw my new "friend" sitting on the toilet, the lid down, waiting his turn to wash. He still had on his jeans, but he'd taken off his shirt and shoes. No socks, of course. I guess they're not cool these days. I toweled off and motioned towards the empty shower stall that it was free and ready for use. He didn't want to disrobe completely while I was still in the room and I really didn't think much of it at the time. I made my way from the room and he only slightly. Taylor for the day after tomorrow. I'm on my way!"After several minutes of laughing, crying, hugging, and cheering theexcitement died down."Let's take Kaylie out to dinner at a nice restaurant to celebrate,"Madeline suggested."But dressed like this? What if someone recognizes her?" Ann, her reassignment will be official tomorrow. You cannot keep it asecret. Besides, the professionals have declared that Kaylie is a girl.Why should she not go out to dine wearing a dress?"Madeline left to call. “You’re not fat. I like the way you look. I think you look great.” “Well, that’s good to hear.” after a few moments, she went on, “But I’ll bet you’ll find a much prettier woman to marry someday.” I hugged mom and said, “No way, mom. I would want any woman I married to look just as much like you as possible.” I now began gently stroking the front of her body, just below her boobs. “You mean like the song: ‘I want a girl just like the girl that married dear old dad’?” “Yes, mom. Exactly like.
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