“Top bitch?” he said. “When did that got written on the back of your panties?”“How the fuck should I know?” I snapped at him, tired of his...damn questions.“Daisy?” he said, sounding shocked. “You okay?”“I’m fucking fine,” I said, whirling around. “God, I don’t want to go to fucking Outback. Place blows. I want to find something else to do. Something else to enjoy.”He frowned at me.“God, your poor little sister is next door, probably masturbating her fucking pussy because she had to listen to us. I wanted to go out again. Maybe I can feel the wind blow up my dress again, I thought to myself.Between what my sister gave me and what my mother bought me, I had enough girls' things to choose something to wear to the movie. It was Saturday morning. I put on a pair of multicolored shorts with embroidery at the legs and a white tee shirt with "Girl Power" stenciled across the chest. Jill told me I better wear a cami under it. My hair was done, as it always is when I became Tanya, in a ponytail.. Placing his muscular legs either side of my chest I was presented with a chocolate-covered, Lochy-Cock.Eagerly I opened my mouth to receive my prize, and I begun slurping away at his sweet, sweet pole.Never had I ever thought of this, and never will I ever forget this.Because he had melted it and applied it in the kitchen, by the time he got back to the room, the surface had already begun to harden a little, so the chocolate wouldnt just drip off, it would literally melt in your mouth!I slurped. "Yes," said Mrs. Phillips, overhearing the questions, "It's a boy, we think." The audience laughed. "And the sandals are very practical — my ankles have been swelling and the sandals allow for that."One of the teachers stuck up her hand. "You must be saving a fortune on maternity wear!" More laughter, as Mrs. Phillips nodded and grinned."How about the Grade 5 and 6 classes? How are they handling puberty issues?" A lot of them have older siblings, and see the changes they're about to go through..