Come eat your sister's nasty drool. She's making a fucking mess." Oh Daddy," Loretta groaned. She waved her ass as she dove between Lisa and I, lappin... at the frothy net stretching from her sister's lips."Lick that shit Kitty. Such a nasty mess coming from such a pretty wife." I leaned over and spit a dangle of saliva into Lisa's mouth. She held her tongue out and caught it eagerly.Lisa licked her lips, closed and swallowed. "Mmm." Tell me you love me." I love you Steve," Lisa pined."Now talk. But she should be in soon if you'd feel better asking her first."Speaking of the devil, Jill walked in the door with Bozo.I went over to kiss her but she turned her face so I just got her cheek."I need to brush my teeth." OK. Is Sara invited today?" Of course she is. You should know that." I do. She wasn't sure it was OK with you. Can she bring a friend?" Of course. Gotta go." She headed down the hall and I heard the bathroom door close.I looked over at Sara. "Well, don't just stand there. Give. Now I definitely looked like a girl... a cute girl. My ragged shirt joined those of my sisters... in the trash. My vow to never allow myself to be mistaken for a girl would be virtually impossible to uphold. If anyone thought I was a boy... which wasn't likely... they'd assume I was a swishy sissy. My boyhood longed to cry out in rage. When my sisters saw my disheartened expression they hugged me. "At least we're still together," Teri whispered. "And we know you're our big brother.... No sooner had the plan come into my head than I acted on it instantly. I picked up the bottle of wine (which fortunately was white) and the alcohol. The wine was cheap and had a screw top instead of a cork. I opened it, and poured about a quarter of the bottle into the laundry tub. I opened the alcohol, and refilled the wine bottle with it, and then closed up the wine again. Then I made my way upstairs with the wine, which was in a 1 1/2 litre size (for any American reading this, that's about 1.