“That’s it!” At that moment I had to be excreting all kinds of pheromones if I were indeed at the height of my cycle. All I needed was a pad and...notebook and I could observe the public around me while I was out and about. Practically running to my closet I quickly looked for an outfit that would suit my needs and I needed to hurry because the morning rush would soon begin. I decided not to dress flirty but rather conservative as to not give away my feelings through social means but rather. "Finish up in there Bryan. You need to take your seat. We're landingsoon." He called Bryan by his name. I guess he knew who was in there. Thelatch made a noise as the door indicator switched from red to green. Thedoor opened and my now half-naked son stepped out. He was thankfullywearing shorts. "Thanks for sharing sexy boy." The flight attendant said with a smileas he handed Bryan his shirt. Then he leaned down and kissed Bryan on thelips. They lingered in the kiss, their tongues. My pants became women's pants.Not overly feminine, in fact the only reason I knew they were women's wasbecause they lacked a fly or zipper, and they had no pockets.Lacking any other options, I wore a pair to class, and put on a lightjacket so I had a place to carry my keys and wallet.If anybody noticed, they didn't say anything.The week after, all my shirts changed to match the pants.Again, they weren't super feminine, but just enough that I knew they werenot the ones I had brought with me when. You’re lucky to have such understanding parents. You’re lucky that Steve, for whatever reason, decided to take a chance on me that day at the mall. We’re all lucky that Sparta won that first football game. I’m lucky I’m not in tears right now because I’m so happy!’ ‘We’re all happy, Sis, but you’ve got more reason to be happy than the rest of us girls. Tonight you’re going to go to bed a girl and waking up a woman,’ stated Kate with genuine happiness for her sister. ‘Spring Break in Paris with.