"Where are your balls," she giggled at the 'naughty' word which she had presumably picked up in the girls' loos or something. My embarrassment increas...ed as I pointed to my scrotum, dangling loose beneath my hard penis but hiding in a forest of coarse hair. "In there," I said."Oh, right." She knelt on the floor for what seemed like about 10 years, but was probably closer to about 20 or 30 seconds staring at my rock hard penis and hairy balls, inclining her head this way and that to get a better. Amanda then spoke up and suggested that we continue the game. “But you haven’t got any chips left, you can’t carry on!” I said.“Yes, but we each have clothes.” Amanda said, giving me a little wink. I could not believe it. My aunt was suggesting we play a game of strip Blackjack! Here I may finally have a chance to see my gorgeous relatives naked! “Okay!” I said casually, not wanting to sound too excited. Annie just muttered a small yes and so we began playing. As I dealt the cards, Annie sat up. All the nurses had to do was call down to get a pair of the basic super dark swim goggles until some new ones, specifically made to fit my face, could be brought over. I was woken up by someone pushing and shoving me all around as he did a full head to toe exam. I figured I had knocked the other ones off and I politely asked him if he saw them or could give me the spare pair that has always been on the side table or counter near the bed. That jerk called me a rich spoiled brat wanting my. His hands on my bare navel felt like a cup of hot coffee on a snowy morning.He planted another kiss on me and slid his hands up my crop top. I melted once again. While he was toying with me with one hand he opened a beer with another. He tried to give me some and I refused. Yes, I had never had alcohol before. He tried again with his baby face but I flatly refused. But by then he had my number.He gulped a huge swig of beer and came close to me and kissed me squarely and thrust the beer from his.