What I can’t get is why you are even bothering to bug any girls when all you have is a little needle dick that isn’t even as big around as most gi...rl’s fingers. Seriously, not even a baby could use that tiny little pecker of yours as a pacifier. I would say you should move to China, but your dick is tiny even by their standards, and you are not smart enough to work the rice fields,” I told him flatly. “Oh. I bet you still haven’t figured out why your sister is still pissed as hell at you. Do you. It was never going to happen."Sure. Whoever has more goals, including any shootout, wins. Tie means all bets are off." She turned to him with a half-smile on her face."That works. What stakes? Laundry? Dishes? Laundry and dishes on your side? A hundred bucks on mine?" He proposed it with his usual radio disk jockey's voice he reserved for moments like this.She paused for a moment. Then she blurted it out before she could stop herself just as he was taking a pull of his beer."What about those. “What kind of deal?” “You help me through the year and you can have me anytime you want. I might even throw in some of my friends." I couldn’t believe this. “Are you serious?” “Yea sure, you know what, if I get a B in group accounting, I’ll be your girl for the year. Are you game?” “You bet I am. Shake on it?” “I have a better idea,” and she scramble on my lap and kissed me hard. I was dumbfounded for like two seconds before instinct kicked in and I deepened the kiss. My tongue slid into her. Iwas a little shocked by what I saw. The reflection was a little surreal.I looked like a girl. Perhaps not that strange, as I was in fact wearinga swimsuit, but my long wet hair, seemingly broad hips, narrow shouldersand slim waist didn't yield a masculine impression. A small bulgebetween my legs, and lack of breasts, of course, revealed that I wasn'ta girl. Well, my chest was a little flabby, although I was rather slim.My chest could be misinterpreted as an athletic girls bosom. But theylook.