Mom told us to be back before ten pm. (this was for his benefit. He wasonly thirteen and had a curfew; I, being nineteen needed none).We were back by ...ine. He kissed me and walked home in his costume. Iwatched him as he walked and could almost swear that I was watching agirl.Although I loved playing the pre teen girl I sometimes did not like someof the things I had to do, like trick or treating; that was so juvenilebut I had to do it to keep up appearances. The next day was a Saturday. Just. Unfortunately that was when I again blacked out.I awoke a few more more times, but I only remember being sick, her body holding me still as I puked my guts over the side of the straw bed. I lived a dizzy black existence for an undetermined amount of time.The hardness of my penis again awoke me. A strange sensation, one every male learns to enjoy at a early age. There was a warm small body in the bed with me, laying with her back to me. My male hardness pressing into the crack of her bottom. After a few minutes we decided to take a break and watch tv. We were watching a movie ( I dint care about the name) and soon enough there was a hot sex scene in that movie. This made me uncomfortable and I slowly turned my head to look at her and I was surprised to see her looking at me. We locked eyes and I moved a little closer to her and put my hand around her shoulder. She didnt complain and moved closer to me.I started feeling her arms and leaned forward to kiss her, she pulled me closer. She went into the kitchen and came back a couple moments later with two glasses of Merlot. I took the glasses, sitting them on the table next to me and pulled Roberta into my lap. We watched television and cuddled until it was time for bed. * The following morning I was awakened surprisingly to the smell of freshly made coffee and breakfast on the stove. I put on my loungepants and came in to see my whore humming happily to herself in the kitchen. She was wearing the bathrobe I had given her.