. Denise."They were three names I could use, so along with Tina and Jenny I had five possibilities.All I had to do was convince Chris to stand up for ...imself so the girls could see he wasn't a little mouse. I internally sighed. It was a big challenge.In mid May, I decided it was time to get it over with and tell my parents about the stock I bought in Chris's name. They were my parents but I still had no idea how they would react. If I was Chris's parent, it might freak me out a little. I was. Let's walk down this path. If any of those mencall out to you, the ladies will take you over and introduce youproperly to the nice gentlemen. Let's go."Barbara and I walked as if we were in our funeral procession.Barbara was either an excellent actress or she hated dressinggirlie.How could anyone hate dressing girlie?Groups of hard-hatted men seemed to coalesce in front of us as thefour feminine forms wiggled toward them. Mom drove the herd onward.Ten yards away, the first man made a sound - a. She primped and arranged them into a beautiful display and then turned to Kathleen.“You aren’t’ naked, little one,” she observed.Kathleen nodded. “I haven’t been out to my gardens yet today.”“Oh,” replied Marge. “What have you been up to?”“A little of this and a little of that. Just now I was having a cup of coffee. Would you like some?”“Coffee would be nice,” responded Marge. “But you don’t need clothes for that.”Kathleen tensed at the words. She had thought that her home might be her. They finally decided on a royalblue sheath gown, and as Wendy paid for the selections, Marshawhispered that she was getting all wet, thinking about it on me.We left the store, and Wendy commented on my control, and how I'dmaintained the bored attitude of a typical guy. "Let me tellyou," I said, "it was hard - in more ways than one!" We walked alittle further and went into a Payless Shoe store."This place is great," Marsha said. "There aren't a millionclerks hanging over you, and you just pick.