“Your niece” Ricky
inquired? Stephanie
fumed, “Should I have told them it was my SON they saw in a skirt, blouse and
girl’s shoes? We’d be the laughing stock of the neighborhood. I’d never
live it down! And neither would you!”
“But if they see me
now won’t they know it’s me for sure.”
“You’ve left us
little choice. Come with me.” She led him to his sister’s room, where she
began pulling out the clothes he’d just had on. “Take that underwear off, and
put these one.” He starred at them puzzled. “But these are girls’ underwear.”
All it took was her look, as if telepathically saying really, you’re NOW worried about wearing girls clothes? Ricky
quickly acquiesced and slid the panties on.
“I can’t take the chance that you bend the wrong way and they see your
boy briefs.”
