Truth betold, I wanted to try them on too. More importantly, I wondered howDarla's red dress would look on my frame. Though we were similar inheight a...d build, I had no idea what to expect.I didn't know what else to do, so I told Mom about Darla's party onFriday night. I informed her that it was a sleep over. "She's having aboy-girl sleep over to celebrate her fourteenth birthday?" Mom askedincredulously. "Er, no Mom, it's an all girl slumber party," I informed her. Mom hadbeen leading me down. "We have prepared dinner now." Ma-di-ma-sen, Ma-di-mas-ca, domo", he returned her greeting noting that she was openly staring at his groin with a curious leer.Why? Then it dawned on him... He remembered the way both the little girls in the garden had looked at his erect cock in such reverent awe. Yes, the Japanese have such little pricks, he thought. And... The ladies must think they are 'normal'. No wonder... His cock uncoiled in his underwear and slipped thickly down his leg as he realized. "He nodded. "That's my dad, Big Tony. I came with him to see your dad a few times when we were teenagers. The round part happens to men in my family if they don't work out," he added with a grin, "and even my father would tell you that since he never works out, he's fatter than hell. Mind if I join you?"My memory clicked. I remembered him now, a skinny kid that resented his father dragging him around. I remembered overhearing his father tell Daddy that he thought his kid would give him a stroke. Before they heard or saw me I shot the far one with the rifle and let it hang across my chest. I drew and fired the pistol at the closest; both Braves were knocked off their feet from the force of the bullet hitting them. The last Brave threw his stone hatchet at me before running out of the river and back toward where the Braves had left their horses on the far side of the river. I felt the hatchet hit me just above my left eye as I tried to dodge it and everything went black.I woke on the.