While we were talking, Kevin's wounds from our earlier verbal match wereobviously still smarting, and he was looking for a little vengean...e. Hestarted his taunts again, but in his woozy diffidence, and in his own room,he was in no mood for my clever retorts. Finally, all this drollery began topay off..."Fuck You! Listen, you crummy little wimp; I don't care what Tina supposedlysaid to you or anybody else about faking orgasms, I know what happened -- Iwas there. . "Eat it" I said sternly, and she movedher hand to her mouth and licked it up. "Good girl, you know, its funhaving a new toy to play with, I bet your wondering whats happening, Wenever went to grandmas, and for the record, I'm the one who did this toyou, lets just say I have a power, I don't know why or how, but I canbend reality to my will. Oh but I guess you want to know where everyoneis? I turned dad into cup and threw him out the window. Mom? Well you'vealready seen her...Lets just say that. It felt very naughty sneaking down to the bathroom in the early afternoon of a weekday in our dressing gowns, even a little bit as if we were having a secret affair. Julie also seemed to recognise the furtive nature of our excursion, and we were both breathing a little faster than normal with excitement, by the time we were safely in the bathroom with the door locked behind us.The bathroom was neat and tidy; the five girls had agreed between them that this would be an overflow bathroom. Tell me right now: which baby will grow to be a hero and which will be a basket case?If I were a gambling man, and let’s face it - million-to-one odds is quite a gamble – I would put my money on the microwave chef; he’s had less practice conforming. Nobody told him he’s special. He doesn’t have to live in that box; he’s free to explore a little more. It is often astonishing just how wrong we are sometimes. We often confuse what we know is true, and what we believe is true, and then cling to our.