Eventually Johnny got a little tired of waiting. Rousing himself, stretching out slightly and slipping his boxer shorts on but nothing else he blinked himself a little more awake. His tall, muscular physique was on full show with the shorts doing little to hide his modesty. He wanted to go see Clarissa again, and he was sure he'd heard voices out in the house.<br/><br/>Heading out with a confident smile on his lips he quickly caught sight of the twins. Even in the cold light of day with them embracing like that it took a second to figure out who was who, with only the clothes helping to clue him in when their fronts were pressed together. He approached quickly, not having any issues with seeing Sammie after everything last night. He still saw his old victim as a slutty girl. And one he'd not got as far with as he'd like to. At least Clarissa was bound to encourage it. Her presence had always driven Johnny to try and emasculate Sam, and now he had even more of a reason for that.<br/><br/>Taking a few moments to admire both, their smooth soft legs and perfect round rears in particular catching his eye. "Morning cuties." He said with a grin. Referring to Sam as a girl had always come naturally, but now it was even easier. After all the slut had sucked his cock the night before and couldn't deny it. So Johnny intended to make a point of reminding the other boy that he was a girl in Johnny's eyes. But he didn't need to be an outright brutal bully about it. He was sure it wouldn't take much more than calling him cute and showing off the difference in their physiques.