"You know", she snuggled up to me and whispered into my ear in a seductive voice, "if you win, I will do anything you want for the weekend."I pulled a...way from her just enough to look into her face, and she looked at me dead serious, nodding."And you can do whatever you want."I thought about it for a few seconds.I really didn't like those games. They didn't freak me out, I had seen far worse, but I was one of a few to whom they didn't appeal either.But her offer showed how much it meant to her,. He could do nothing else.In spare moments over the week he had researched this dilemma. The theory was obvious: to bring her as close as he could to orgasm before penetrating her, and then to let his cock do the rest. He knew to slide up her body a little further than normal, to put more direct pressure on her clit; and he knew from Monday's watershed discussion that she was incredibly turned on by his presence bearing down on her. Beyond that was timing, luck and speculation. How close could. He was pinching my nipples and wanted to suck my nipples. I told him not to do this in her presence but he was adamant and he pulled my boobs out and exposed them for Monica to see. Monica's boobs were also almost same as my size. She was keenly watching our play and fondling of each other. I asked her-- " Monica, now we dont have any secret between us...Would you want to experience the real penetration? Would you like Ravi to make you a women from a girl"...? Monica felt shy and did not reply.. It was, truly,every girl's fantasy to wear something this painstakingly rendered.Something that glittered and shone in the midday light of the diningroom.Even Beth wiped a few tears from her eyes. "Rooney..." she was at aloss for words. That never happened. "Paulie..." She hugged him andkissed his cheek and whispered, "I love you."Paul whispered back, "I love you too, Beth. You're the best friend I'veever had."Beth shook her head. "You're not my friend, Paulie. You're my littlesister - or my.