His facewas now very feminine looking, totally different from his old male face.This face looked almost Hispanic somehow but he couldn't put his finge... onit. He had very high cheek bones which jutted out from his face. His lipswere very full, he would normally call them 'blowjob lips' if he saw themon one of the call girls he used. But on his face he didn't want to eventhink about that. Philips eyes were now a deep green with vertical slit-ted pupils like that of a snake."Wow, that is. It looked wet. The band started up with New Orleans jazz and the atmosphere was raucous. The bartenders got up on a little balcony above the bar holding strands of multi colored beads. They started yelling in true Mardi Gras fashion Ladies show us your tits. The crowed joined in with Show us your tits. Several women, including you started prancing in front of the balcony. You pulled your T shirt up and flashed your breasts. The two men you were with reached out and touched your tits. You got. "What now Chris?" Did I do that?" She asked pointing at my hard-on."Chrissy... I gotta go."I left. Once in my room, I threw myself on my bed.'How stupid can you get?' I scolded myself, 'That's your sister in there and you had the nerve to get hard just over an innocent kiss.'Since dad had been on my case, I haven't been jacking off as regular as I used to. Maybe that is why I got excited so quickly. Yea, that's it. All I need to do is give myself a good hand job; I'll be ok after that.I took my. She told me this was the one and only time I would ever do that to her. It wasn’t for everyone, but they’d asked.Sunday August 14When I went down for breakfast, I found my parents sitting with Bev and Jack Mass. Harper had gone home with Tami and that group yesterday. I hadn’t really gotten a chance to spend time with Harper, but Tami had told me that Mike was jealous she had come to watch me play, so she didn’t want to give him any more reason to act that way. I was fine with it. I couldn’t.