She pulled the bubble gum-pink lipstick from her make up bag and coated her lips, then tossed her fingers through her blonde curly hair. She piled th... curls high on her head in a loose bun. A few strands hung down by her creamy neck. Aside from the thigh-high, high-heeled boots, Carrie was wearing nothing but skin. The clock by the sink read 6:00 am. She'd spent the last couple of hours in the shower, doing her hair, doing her make up, lotioning and re-lotioning her supple skin, and, her. .." So now you're gonna start complaining about a name you DON'T have?!" I'm not complaining! It just seems odd to not have one." Well when you get older you can tack something onto your name, like'The Wise', or 'The Bloody', or 'The-Complains-About-Stupid-Stuff-All-the-Time-and-then-Says-She-Isn't-Complaining'..." You know, I think I'll do that. I could be 'Enomena the Has-An-Annoying-Sister...'"She stuck her tongue out at me.I stuck mine out an tried to blow her a raspberry, which doesn't. Christy gave me enough leftovers to last me a week, since Dorothy wouldn’t be there to make sure I ate well. It made everyone laugh, but when I thought about it, they were right. Dorothy did look after me. I was happy to see Dorothy come home. I told her I was tired of turkey and invited her out to dinner. As we ate spaghetti and meatballs, we talked about Christmas. I told her that Mary did most of the shopping and I wasn’t sure what to buy the family. She explained to me what she did. She. It was totally by accident and definitely not one of the more common ways to discover it. I had not yet had an orgasm, but it was fun and felt good. Not only did I like all the more active play, with our dicks, butts and all, but I also liked just feeling a friends smooth body against mine, so much like my own or sometimes different but being about the same ages we were all more alike I guess. Being that close to another boy, especially a close buddy, just made me feel good inside, warm and.