Brenda could see that Tiffany was becoming flustered with theinterrogation, but Brenda had to know more."I know that, I've definitely been kissed, but... you, the person who hateda man to even touch her, wants to be kissed again, I'm just in shock,that's all." Brenda, I finally decided to have fun being Tiffany. There's no reasonto crawl into a cave and let life pass me by, it's time for me to becomeTiffany." It's about time girlfriend, do you have anything scheduled for today?" Another show, this. ” On that comment, it seemed to get more flexible. “You guys don’t like to be cute, do you? You like it to be stiff, like a club or spear -- threatening.”“Well, it’s two things, really. It’s a hose for getting rid of waste, and it’s a sexual organ. Seems strange to have you play with it when it’s in its sewer mode.”“Dunno. I have two organs for feeding babies. You don’t mind seeing them.”“Anyway, you talk about ‘you guys.’ How large a sample are you judging from?”“Well, I’ve had guys grab my. A member of the same sex? Sometimes, boys back at school I masturbated with and did hand jobs with.A member of the opposite sex? Most times.A past lover? YesWhat position do you play in:On your back? Yes. My usual position in bed.Standing? Yes, in front of my big wall mirror.Kneeling? Yes. Kneeling wide legged is my favourite position. It stretches my muscle and I like the feel of my balls swinging.Sitting? Yes, wide legged.Lying on tummy? Not lying but sometimes on all fours in the classic. “Now get up, and let's play!” Riley didn't baby me. He didn't jump in front of me to get the ball or make me feel bad if I messed up. In fact, he never stopped smiling. I got a high five every time we scored a point (even if I didn't contribute) and a huge, crushing bear hug after the games we won. Jon made sure I was welcome among his friends, but Riley made sure I felt welcomed.When all of the rounds were done everyone was sweaty and good natured. Riley and I finished in third place, a fact.