Goddamn, that fucking hurt!!! I promptly fell the ground again, and Master Steven and his guests just laughed. Nobody else came, but it went on...like this for at least two hours. Master Steven and his friends were enjoying themselves, telling stories and jokes. The whole time I was fetching drinks and being touched and played with. I spilled drinks several more times, and I got shocked each time. It never got easier to take. Each time, Master Steven’s friends just laughed. They’d also. Finally I slipped out of bed and headed to the kitchen, taking another Kalik from the fridge as I passed through. Somewhere in the back of my mind I made a note that we needed to get another case before Allen’s next visit as I was sure that April and I would kill off the case well before the end of the weekend. Then I went to the living room and to the sliding glass door on the side. To those of you who do not know the slider opens out on a large deck where we had an outdoor Jacuzzi. Maybe if he had adhered to this rule a little closer Chris Burns may still exist. As the boy climbed into the rather large SUV, the door was shut behind him by a fairly burly man who had stepped out of the driver's side door. To his right were two people. His mother, and the girl from lunchtime. What was going on here? As the car took off again down the road, the doors were locked by the driver and Chris just scowled at the girl."Now Chris... be nice to Naomi" His mother droned to him, her eyes. I was still retreating before the intensity of herattack, my masculinity on the ropes.To appease her, I desperately tried to convince her that I wasn'tirredeemably macho. I even told her that I cherished my "feminine"side. It was an untruth, a lie, a whopper, probably the biggest b.s.that I've ever piled onto someone. Short, slight, and hairless, Idespised the feminine hormones that had messed up my body. The onlything I cherished was my flat, bony ass, because it was my mostmasculine feature..