Fortunately, Chip beat the odds, which really didn't surprise me. I've never seen his equal," praised Steve."Was it your intention to decapitate that ...errorist?" called a tall woman reporter from the second row."It was when I brought my foot down," replied Steve calmly."Why did you send that email? Did you expect your friends to show up at that warehouse?" quizzed another reporter."Honestly, I didn't know what to expect. That said, I wasn't overly surprised at the results. I sent it to find out. I did like to jack off in front of my sister just because I could tell that watching me stroke my cock was arousing to her. When she was younger she pretty much ignored my brother and me when we had an erection in her presence and started stroking it. She would usually leave the room or just not pay any attention. But now, I guess her hormones had kicked in and she seemed to actually want to watch us. At first she would just sit there and watch us stroke our meat with our balls bouncing up and. HANDS!'With that, the little ghost's spherical body glowed with a brilliant white light, all but blinding the remaining spectators, who cheered as they realized what was happening."Huh?" managed Bow as she glanced over at the ghost, half startled as he began to grow to more than twice his former size."What he-?!" began Tashiro, his slow mind finally catching on as real worry entered it for the first time.At the end of his left arm, Wraith's body expanded and reshaped itself as the white light. Kitchen; three. Three o'clock? She'd be down in the kitchen at three? That was damn late with school in the morning, but okay, a small enough sacrifice. I got dressed and lay on my bed. I didn't dare relieve my poor aching cock and maybe compromise my late-night performance (as if I needed to worry at that age!) and the next five hours from ten to three lasted ten hours at least.At three a.m. I snuck downstairs, shoes in hand, put them on at the kitchen door, and stepped out into the cicadas'.