He stammered, "Thhhanks."Carol took him by the hand and walked him to the bedroom. She took the pizzas and put them on the bureau. She started undre...sing him. First his shirt, then his pants and finally his underwear. He stood there shocked, his hands over his cock.Carol called, "Dick and John, come in here."John and I walked into the room and the delivery boy backed away looking scared. Carol pulled his hands off of his cock. It was shriveled and looked tiny. John and I wordlessly. To bad you dumped me," she said with a teasing smile."I told you I am sorry I did that, so how about letting me do it." No, let's just watch the rest of the movie and both of you keep your hands to yourself." She sounded angry but she did not pull down her skirt.Once things settled down I thought I would try and feel her again. Her bare leg so close to me was just too enticing. I gently started to rub her leg and move my hand toward her pussy."Billie, what did I tell you? Go sit in the chair. AsFaith pulled up in the car, Linda could tell that it looked like shehadn't slept, or at least not much."Hey Big Bro, you look exhausted." Linda said to Faith as she gotteninto the car."Hey...Little Sis." Faith said, slightly hesitating. A tear startedrunning down her cheek, but she quickly wiped it away."James?" I'm sorry, it's just seeing you...what I caused. This is all my fault." How is this your fault?" Linda said reassuringly. "You didn't make mechange into John and you didn't make John. I remembered so many Christmases where I had sat and listened to their laughter and stories. I had indeed been blessed.Anna was especially interested in my uncle Giorgio. He was, of course, of Italian descent. He had many interesting stories to tell us of his Christmases growing up as a poor son of immigrants. Anna was entranced by his stories, which many of us had heard before. It was fun for me to watch the two of them as their relationship turned into a special bond.As we prepared to leave,.