The loser of rock-paper-scissors has to listen to what I'm told. I'm ordered to take off my clothes, and I do as I'm told. My opponent's gaze is focused on my crotch, which makes me feel itchy. My erect penis is throbbing. "Something's weird, isn't it?" I thought as we got into the bath together. I want to touch her body, not just look at it, but it feels wrong to do that with a childhood friend. As if she could see through my thoughts, Meisa asks, "Do you want to have sex?" "I'm just interested in sex. You don't have it." Our parents are away on a trip. It's just me and Meisa in this house, and we can do whatever we want.