Pulling my foot up and back, he lashed it securely to the side rail of the chair back, my toes just an inch above the carpet. Then he moved to the oth...r side and repeated the process, stopping long enough to remove and discard my remaining shoe. I turned my head towards him and tried to determine what he had planned for me. Ken produced a strange device, a metal ring, about an inch and a half or so in diameter, with leather straps and buckles. He pushed my head down, resting it against his. " That's what I just tried to do," said Kirsten with a grimace, "without actually bringing it up." What game?" Asked Lea.He winced, then looked her in the eye, "We have a game where Kirsten is our ... submissive. She cooks for us, takes care of us, and ... well ... she has sex with us. She calls us her masters and her mistresses." She's your slave?" She was clearly startled."Sort of," said Kirsten, "but it's sort of an on again, off again thing that's totally voluntary on my part. I like it.. "Do you want a hamburger withfries or would you prefer something more grown up."In fact, John had planned on getting a burger. The burgers at TheWest End were the best he'd ever had and he'd eaten so much salad andseafood lately that he really wanted a good burger - AND - his motherknew that, full well. He wished she hadn't phrased the question asshe had, and he could see by the smirk on her face that she wasenjoying this."I'll have the burger, please, mother."Marilyn turned back to the waiter,. There is no way you can consider me even remotely normal. I amthirteen year-old girl living in my fifteen year-old brother'sbody.As I sit in my new homeroom, I was feeling really out of place.Dean and I found out just this morning another one of thosethings we will have to adjust to. I might be in my brother's bodybut I had only completed sixth grade. So here I sit with theother thirteen year-olds.I know this bothers Dean more than it does me. Dean had alwaysbeen the largest boy in his class..