So Tim would choose how he’d touch Sara’s chest with his mouth for two minutes. Anyone who has an orgasm during the touching is eliminated from fu...ther play and becomes a spectator. The last player who hasn’t had an orgasm is the winner.”All of us stood there dumbfounded by what we’d heard. Steph finally broke the silence with, “I’ve played the regular version a couple of times but this is certainly different.”“Playing by those rules would certainly raise the stakes,” laughed Tim.Steph. 5’6, 150 pounds, long brown hair and stunning brown eyes. She took a lot of her looks after me. I was becoming fruitless in my search as I probed around my daughters room. The last place I decided to look was in the closet. I opened the door to the walk in closet and pushed back her clothes rack. I started searching in a book bag but only found some loose change and an envelope. Opening up the envelope, I found two one hundred dollar bills and four fifty dollar bills. Where had she been. Coach Barrett waited out the showboating and when everyone’s attention focused on him again. He raised the sheet of paper over his head and tore it to shreds allowing several pieces to fall to the ground around him.“Screw that! That MIDDLE SCHOOL nonsense is over! You are all now ROOSEVELT ROUGH RIDERS! No more Eagles! No more Falcons! Just ROUGH RIDERS!”Tim couldn’t stop himself, stood and offered a returning and deep resonating “HA-OOH!” Johnnie Boynes apparently feeling the same way as Tim. Once done, he went to his sister's room with a wig that made him look likeher twin. Slipping into a pair of lacy panties and cocoa control top hose,he climbed into a velvet dress and white three inch pumps. "Now for theface" was his thought as he pulled out his sister's make up kit and began tothe apply the cosmetics so artfully. That was when he saw his mother'simage in the mirror."At it again?" Angela asked as he turned around with a look of horror. "But, mom!" Joe complained again. "You.