What was I getting myself into here?! Therewas a maddening wait for the next text to come through from Marcus, butwhen it did my jaw dropped even furt...er. He'd sent a picture of himselfsat down in a chair, legs spread out and in the centre of the screen washis cock. One meaty hand rested proudly at the base of it, pointing itskywards so I could see it at its full length and majesty. It was erectand even bigger than when I had seen it on Friday. It was easily about10 inches now and twice as. Although they had been expecting this, all four were rather nervous. Rebecca and AlisonThe young artists under Mrs. Lockwood’s tutelage were all assembled when Rebecca arrived – Alison was already there, too. “Just get undressed behind that screen, girls, and then come and stand here!” Mrs. Lockwood said, pointing to the center of the room. They both got behind the screen and undressed. The threw each other an encouraging glance and stepped from behind the screen. It helped that everybody there. There were very few out there capable of defeating us in acompetition or in a back alley brawl to defend us against bullies andgangs.[-][+][-]I was wearing a pink swimdress with matching hose and ballet flats tohonor my sis as she wore the outfit in the last Star queen episode. Thedoorbell rang, I opened the door, and saw her standing there. Shesmiled, "Well, am I looking in a mirror?" she giggled because she waswearing the same outfit."No, Crystal. It's me, your brother turned sister,. Doesn’t, quite.” “Whatever. Just get out of here,” he grumbled, and as I left he kicked the door shut behind me.Things were pretty tense at the dinner table that night, and the women did not have a clue. Ron was beet-red, and hyperventilating. I was pale and shaky. “A little difference of opinion,” I told the women. “We’re still friends. Right, Ronnie?” Bending low over his plate, he muttered, “Yeah.”This had happened on a Friday, and we didn’t see much of Ron or Patty over the weekend,.