"I thought for a minute. "Frog," I said."That's it then. If you say the word 'Frog' at any time, Alice and I will immediately stop. We'll untie you an... go on to another lesson. Get on the bed, Max."I got on the bed slowly. I wasn't sure I liked this but Aunt Marti seemed to know what she was doing.The cloth handcuffs was a simple strip of cloth with Velcro on the ends. Aunt Marti wrapped one of my wrists with one end of the cloth."Is that too tight?" No, it's fine."Aunt Marti pulled both of my. So with no dates, no repeats, no emotion, and just blowjobs, it does not feel like cheating to me. These guys are no more than one of my dildos to me, just better and more satisfying. Does that make sense?”I was no longer calm, “Make sense? You go out and suck guys’ cocks and tell me you don’t feel like you are cheating. That is fucking insane! Nothing about that makes sense at all.” I stormed out of the house for a few hours. Jenny and I barely spoke or even made eye contact for a few. They need to get things straightened out between themselves. Maybe you could get Betty Lou to talk to Mary Jo Mason. She might be able to help with things."Amy Sue nodded. "Um, I, um, shoot. I'll understand if you don't want to go out with me now."I put my hand on Amy Sue's. She started and looked up at me. "I still want to go out with you Friday. Nothing your sister did would change that. Do you still want to go out?"Amy Sue smiled. "Yes, very much. Thank you, John."Tuesday came and Bobby was. She had made appointments for me to undergo electrolysis starting tomorrow, the first of several appointments to remove all my facial and body hair. "Ouch," I thought. Boy, was I right! The week went quickly, between my appointments, tutoring by DeeDee on the finer points of being a slut-sister, and having to do my regular tasks. DeeDee had called Debbi and asked her to come to our house for diner on Wednesday. She arrived wearing a tiny, red-vinyl, micromini skirt and matching red-vinyl,.