He folded his clothes and took them to the hamper then retrieved his collar. Once he was dressed appropriately, he went to the kitchen so he could sta...rt my dinner. While he was handling his business, I walked into the kitchen to greet him.“Bitch, how was your day?”“Hello, sir! It was good. How was yours?”“It was cool. This came in the mail for you,” I said tossing a bottle of spironolactone, a testosterone blocker to him.“Thank you, sir,” he replied opening it and swallowing one of the 100-mg. He was shaking his body vigorously and my mom was crying in pain and making sound like aaahhhhhhhhh aaaahhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhh aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh that really worried me as what was happening because that was rare and dangerous for me. But I tried to keep my calm and notice it with slightly closed eyes. I could see them moving for some time and then they got up and with a piece of cloth cleared their private parts. And all these really made me confused.After sometime they slept and me too;. I suggested that we play girl against girl and guy against guy and call it post office poker. The loser of the girls and the loser of the guys would make out with each other and the winners do the same. The Connie was a little hesitant and said "I don't know, sounds fun but where would it go?" We all talked about it and decided that the girls would have the choice on how far...All the way or just heavy petting. Since we all discussed it Connie saw that everyone else wanted to do it so she. I set the newspaper on the coffee table and she sat beside me, leaning into my shoulder. I draped an arm across her shoulders, just like I had done with her countless times as she had grown up, and she sighed into my neck. ‘Something’s been troubling you, baby,’ I finally noted aloud. ‘What is it? What can I do to help?’ She shook her head upon my shoulder. ‘You can’t help,’ she said quietly. ‘But…’ I simply gave her the time she needed. Perhaps ten minutes passed and neither of us moved..