" She stepped up to me and took me in her arms. At thatmoment it did not occur to me that she was a boy. She was so beautifulthat I didn't care. I wrapped my arms around her neck and let her kissme. "Oh, Miss Paris," I moaned."Drop the Miss," she said, "and drop the Paris, too, when we're alone." You're not named Paris? I mean, isn't that your, um, girl's name?" I don't care what this place calls me. My real girl's name isParvaneh," she said. "It's Persian. It means butterfly." Oh, how pretty!" I said. "Much nicer than Lisa. I hate that name. Theboys at my school called me that instead of my boy's name."Parvaneh covered her ears. "Don't tell me what it was! What's wrong withLisa? It's sparkly and happy. Like you."I gave her a weary smile. "I'm tired, is what I am. I just want to getthis dress off and crash." No!" she said, sounding shocked. "You must undress properly, and thendo your beauty routine. Here, I'll help you. That dress is so pretty onyou, but let's get it off!"Parvaneh. Finally, an idea struck to me. That night I told my hubby,“Baby you know Ayesha is going through and unbearable pain.” “What happened to her?”“She is tired of having pussy and she badly needs a dick now. I really want to help her.”“But alas you don’t have a dick!! he said it in a light tone.“But you have it honey” I replied.“What? Are you crazy?”“No, I am not. See I know that you have a crush on her and I have seen it in our Goa trip. Tell honestly, don’t you have?”He thought for a while and said: “Yeah I have but..”“Well honey this but is the biggest problem, remember you yourself used to say that anything done with mutual understanding is not bad.”“Ya I agree, but will she be convinced of it?”“I shall tell her and see what happens.”But please don’t force her.”“Trust me darling I won’t.”Next day I went in her room in the evening. She was busy with her singing practice. I sat beside her. I sat in a straight position indicating her to lie down in my lap. She kept her head in my lap. I.
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