I raced around the Lodestone as it swung again. I heard the air rushing at me. I ran faster.I poured my all into it. My legs pumped. My boots thudded ...n the trampled grass. The air whooshed behind me. A wind swept over me. The ground rumbled beneath my feet. I tripped, sprawling hard and rolling as sprays of dirt flew over me.Heezzz-heezzz-heezzz. “Did you trip and fall, little man?”A shadow fell on me.“Las’s putrid cock!” I snarled and rolled to the side, crashing into the base of the. Fay hung around the poker game sipping her glass and when it was empty she mumbled"I gonned to bed, I sleepy now, gunite fellas." Fay sat her empty glass down and fell on her face.I said "Oh shit she is really drunk."I picked her up and carried a passed out woman to the bed room. As soon as I had her inside the bed room I closed and locked the door. Fay took off her clothes and got on the bed.She asked me if her act was convincing. I told her she was a star performer and just relax because I. I wanted to talk to you about how we might let her down gently so she doesn't get her heart..."Mary's voice trailed off into silence. Her eyes intensified. Then they slowly widened, surprise dawning. What was she seeing? My muscles quivering inside me? Was she seeing my fear? The blood rushing to my ears? Could she see discomfort in me?I couldn't take it. I couldn't carry the burden of my guilt. It rested too heavy. I opened my mouth."You feel the same way, don't you," Mary said suddenly before. I think he was actually proud that I was a real boy.Later I overheard a hushed conversation between my parents about my sisters over zealous affection towards me and her particular interest in my willy and also that of other boys. I almost spluttered when my Dad jokingly responded, “Well would you prefer her to be more interested in girls and their pussies”? The conversation ended with my Dad assuring my Mom that this was just a passing phase of brotherly infatuation and that it would soon be.