Girls get to drive tractors all the time," George replied. "You and I both did when we were transformed into the blonde chick, right? We were both gir...s, right?" But that was different," Robin protested."How so?" Grace asked. Robin opened his mouth to speak then closed it again."Honey, if we could fix it so you could drive the tractor again, would you like to remain a girl for a while longer?" Grace asked.Robin thought about it for a second. There really wasn't anything wrong with being a girl,. For how short I was, guys seemed to like me, they always said I had a nice butt and curvy hips and that I was more fun than my sister, I was more like one of the guys. I liked wrestling, watching people skateboard even though I wasnt all that good, Id try sometimes and my sister would usually laugh her ass off when I biffed it. I usually thought whatever, she couldnt do any better. For a while we lived with my mom, my grandfather and Uncle Stew, he was super nice to us, and always let us do. Later, as I started to withdraw; her pussy was still grabbing at my rod so I stroked slowly a few more times before getting off and lying beside her. We had a passionate kiss and drifted off to sleep. I was awakened the next morning by Marilyn sucking my penis. As I smiled; she straddled my body in the sixty- nine position so that I was staring at her lovely pussy and ass. I rubbed her sexy thighs as my lips kissed her pussy lips and my tongue entered her slit and found her clitoris. I soon had. I wanted Christina. I wanted her to fall in love with me. And if she did, and I then went out and slept with 2 other women, would she ever forgive me? I wanted to be with Christina when the bet was over. But I didn’t want Massimo to win. You’re doomed, said Poe. ****************************** It was my turn to host the next bridge game. I decided to put a little effort into it. I cleaned my apartment thoroughly. And I cooked. It was the Saturday night, stay up later bridge night, so I planned.