Let's see... another game... another great test of mental excellence and playing skill like strip poker... ah... like spin the bottle... yeah, spin th... bottle is good!" Spin the bottle... spin the bottle... spin the bottle!" Kate began to chant, and then she abruptly stopped in mid-dance. "How the fuck do you play "spin the bottle" anyway?"Larry got the next case of the giggles. Kate's remark set him off. Soon the tears were rolling down his face."Kissing or stripping, that's the deal with spin. Sure enough the moans and sounds of hot passionate sex started getting louder.I walked to the road that lead to the Party areal only a select few only know where this isincluding myself.It was a secluded area behind the screen tucked back in the woods an area where they would build a camp fire . They maybe Have sex and drink beer I figured that's where they would be .I hid behind the" Big oak " I named it was about twenty four inches round a good hiding place. It was not enough coverage it was. " She's wrong." Do you want to be a girl?" Robert asked."No, I don't." You sure look like a girl."Patrick got into bed and Robert left the room. Patrick knewthat his brother was correct, and that he did look like agirl. But he still had his penis, and as long as he hadthat he would be a boy. He only hoped Mrs. Winthropwouldn't take his penis away from him. He fell asleep withthat troubled thought on his mind. Chapter 6The next morning he woke up and heard his mother callingfor him. Mrs.. Every time, your beauty takes my breath away. Every. Single. Time.Such contentment and peace, yet also such strength contained in your sleeping form. I put my hand to my own pussy and rub, remembering the ferocity of your strap-on assault on it last night. I am still so wet just from the recollection of it.You are on your back, with your legs, hips, and head all slightly twisted to your left. I watch your chest rising and falling—just barely perceptibly—with each inhale and exhale as you.