" Her smile stayed. "Maybe I want to be punished." "I'll remember that," I responded, a devious plan of role-reversal already in my head. "Anyway, All...son is out of town, and so is her family, but I have keys to her house," my naughty sister revealed. "She is your lab partner, right?" "Yes, you and she might really hit it off. She is applying to Harvard as well," my sister answered, thoughtfully. "Interesting," I replied, acting uninterested, even though I was very curious. This bio partner was. She wiped her front and put the tissue in the bowl. "I like sitting down now, it means not missing the pan like I used to. I'm still finding out how to control my urination muscles now that I no longer have a penis. It's a weird feeling." With the bowl free, I urinated into it and flushed our combined waste products into the sewer system. I could see that she must have still been having problems because there were small pieces of dried blood in the bowl. The tissue was also discoloured. "When. I guess we need to discuss a little something."Putting her arm around me, Mom looked at me in appraisal for a moment thenanswered, "I'd say so, Chris honey." Dad opened his mouth like he wasgoing to say something, but then just nodded his head instead. "I knowsince tomorrow's Saturday, we're probably going to meet at least a few ofour new neighbors. I don't think I can hide anymore what's been happeningto me since before last year. Anyway, since no one knows me here yet andwith all of the. She hurried to catch up to Denny and I stumbled along behind her to keep up with my penis pulling forward in the flurry of motion.“Wait up Denny,” she called. He was probably worried about trying to get away from the whole bunch of us, the strange creatures inhabiting the place of his new employment. I’m sure he wondered if his dad knew what went on around the dairy.Denny’s presence on the job gave the youngest son a way of passing the obligation of teaching me because he could trust him to.