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I am Maya. I am a 27 year old, Indian woman. After graduation, I started working in a bank. I had a boyfriend when I was in college but not anymore. I was happy with my job and life. It is not that I am not interested, but I actually never thought much about it. Nonetheless, I am very much into porn, since I was a school girl. I have been watching different types of porn videos and masturbated. Maybe at some point I became obsessed with these videos.
After starting my job, I became more attentive about my looks. So I started visiting beauty parlor / salon every month for threading etc. Most of the time, a girl named Tanya did my threading. As I was a regular customer in the parlor, I had the right to choose the one to do my stuff. Soon Tanya and I became like friends. Sometimes, she would be busy with other customers, but I waited till she was done. I did not want anyone else to do my threading, waxing etc. Tanya was a young girl of about 23. She was fair, curvy and short of about 5″ in height. But she was adorable. I got to know that her family is from Assam. She lives in the city alone for work. She had been helping her family financially and I was really proud of her as she was working hard so that her younger siblings could continue their studies.
After around 6 months of knowing Tanya, I invited her at my apartment. I lived there with my parents. They had gone to visit a relative, so I was all by myself that day. She came after work in the evening. I offered her snacks and coke. We sat on the couch and started talking about her lives. Soon we touched personal topic, when I asked about her love interest. She looked down sadly.
I frowned. “What is it, Tanya?” She kept quiet for a few seconds and then whispered, “I don’t have any lover.”
I was surprised. “You are such a beautiful young woman. Men must be dying for your attention.”
There was a somewhat sad smile at the corner of her lips. “It is not true Maya. No one likes me.”
I touched her hand. “Why are you saying this?”
Tanya gave a deep sigh and looked in my eyes. “I am not like any normal woman. I am not like you.” I was even more confused. “What do you mean?”
She was biting her lower lip. “Maya, I was born a boy.”
(— To be continued)
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