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Then after a week passed and she came to the home on an evening but my sister and mom went out for shopping. I was embarrassed to talk to her and also scared whether she might tell my family and I told her that they went for shopping. She replied I know I was confused hearing that and she said I read one of your stories you are writing and it was so erotic. I touched my pussy while reading your story and I was stunned hearing that from her and penis started to grow out of my pant and she noticed it. She asked do masturbate thinking about me. I replied sometimes and she asked what you will do to me at your imagination. I totally lost my patience and went near her and her heart started to beat faster I slowly placed my right hand on Renuka’s hip and she was blushing and I pulled her towards me and hugged her tightly and kissed her hard on her lips and she got wild and inserted her hands into my pant and rub my penis but suddenly her mother called and she took off.After that day we. I wouldn't do it if it wasn't. Why all the questions?" I guess I'm just curious." Curious about what?" Why you do it." You know. I don't really know why I like to dress as a girl. It juststarted when I was young. Actually with some of your things. And, justgrew with me. It feels good when I do it. And, it feels right." It feels right?" It's hard to explain. It feels like I'm another person. A girl." You ... You don't want to be a girl. Do you?" No. Ronnie asked me that once. I'm happy this way. Being able to switchbetween Jason and Jaimie." And, Ronnie really enjoys this?" Yes. Without her, Jaimie wouldn't exist the way she does. Ask hersometime." I will."Just then their mother called up that dinner was almost ready, and tocome down stairs. As Jason was walking past Beth, she grabbed him, andhugged him. Then, whispered, "I'm so glad you're home." Me too sis. I missed all of you," he whispered back.Right after dinner Beth and Ronnie disappeared for a long time, leavingMary and Jason.
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