At least it was Lisa Neil who asked the question, so I was sure at least one person quoted me correctly. I was mad and I couldn't tell you exactly wha... came out of my mouth that day."I'll be the first to tell you that football isn't a life and death proposition," I said. "Anyone who knows me will tell you that. But I'm not used to losing football games. I'm used to winning them because I always have. If I ever get to the point where I want to have a celebration like these guys are after we. Every night some more sex acts." She gazed offintrospecting the situation. "I once had three Rockettes here ten nights ina row before they realized it. The roofies aren't 100 percent. I think Ican get a few nights out of you two, before you're resistant and allbelligerent. I'll admit, you two are kind'a bitchy already."Debs turned to Roberto, standing a distance off by the costumes. He didn'twant her thinking he saw anything odd - aside from the enslavement,extortion slash. She had to be a slut to do what she just willingly did, I thought. But I also thought, she is my slut; she's not gonna fuck anyone unless I'm around, I decided. It was a wise decision.When she recovered she slowly and silently buttoned her blouse and lowered her skirt. She looked at me and said it was time to go. We said our quiet goodbyes and left. Again nothing was said on the walk home or the next couple of days.The following Sunday found us at Cliffs again; his parents were gone for the day. " Once stripped and cladin a gorgeous satin dressing gown I sat down expectantly. She, her namewas Marea, came in and started on my makeup. "Hmm you have lovely highcheeck bones and a slim neck. You will make a lovely girl Cindy."She put a light foundation on my skin, rubbing down to the neck. It was abright skin colour to accentuate the pink of my outfit. All my blemishesand maleness seemed to disappear just with that layer of foundation. At myeyebrows she stopped and thought. "You know, you.