"Anyway I was in there doing that when they opened the door."Heather came back in seamlessly."And he had changed so much!"Our parents glanced at each ...ther. Dad said "Well of course." It was the first one I'd ever seen," said Heather. "And it made me feel all funny inside. And the girls were all giggling and pointing. And I knew I shouldn't be interested, but it was so ... interesting." That's when she called me pencil dick," I said. It just came out, and I felt my face get hot for having said. Of course, she just stood there, not knowing what to expect from my cryptic remark."Oh my God, Berthold, what has happened to you?"It was more than a whisper, an almost silent scream, as she looked at me with widely open eyes, both her hands clapped to her mouth, regarding me as one would an evil apparition, shrank away from me when I approached her, turned around, wailing, and ran upstairs to our bedroom.I decided to just let her be for the moment, went to the kitchen, took the coffee things. He looked very handsome, and was pretty tall, compared to me, with a distinguished brush of gray hair at his temples. I could see he was wearing a wedding ring.“I’ve been eyeing you all night. And I see your friend left you. Perhaps I should see you to your room?” he asked.I took a sip of wine and thought about him. Handsome, charming, but the morals of an alley cat. I didn’t want to be a home wrecker. I smiled but made an excuse, letting him know I did not play with married me. He was. Walking up to Marcy she greeted the sissy with a tight hug beforesurprising her by planting an aggressive kiss on her lips, wiggling hertongue between Marcy's lips and making passionately making out with herfor a few seconds before pulling back with a big grin. "Oh my god Marcy,you've gotten yourself a tongue stud as well! I wonder what it feelslike, I bet it makes you very popular with all the boys and girls,"Chelsea said with a wink thinking how cute it was that Marcy blushed.