“They need to wipe up their messes,” I muttered.The downstairs shower hissed on. I frowned at that. No one used the downstairs shower. I walked do...n the hallway to the bathroom door, water splashing. The exhaust fan hummed to life. I knocked on the door.“Mom?” Jenny squeaked.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Jenny WilsonMy heart thudded as Mom knocked on the door. She saw us. She had to have seen us. I stood naked before the door, trembling. James had been smart enough to turn on the shower.. "Why so large?" Well the part requires that you look a bit ridiculous. You need to looklike a 'man in a dress'. I've toned down most other things so you don'tlook to bad."A shrugged and took the bra. With a quick flourish I fastened it likeyesterday. Obviously my practice had paid off. I turned to see my sisterlook at me with piercing eyes."What's next?" I asked trying to divert her attention."Tights," she numbly replied as if on autopilot. "No wait. What else didyou learn yesterday?" What do. They had a good talk and they decidedthat Billy was to continue dressing as a girl and they were to go andsee the doctor and go shopping. Sylvia was surprised just how girlyBilly was and she saw him writing something in a note book and she sawshe had changed her name slightly to Billie.Billie was becoming happy and smiled when she found she could stillplay base ball though only softball for the next season. She continuedbecoming more girly and became good friends with Samantha and helpedthe. “It’s great to have you home for a while,” said her mom, bending to kiss her forehead.With that she took the stairs one by one to her room and closed the door behind her. Turning on her bedside light, it was exactly as she’d left it, sans a desk on the far wall. Her bed was made with freshly washed flowery sheets with a comforter flopped on top. The walls were covered in posters and magazine clippings forming a kaleidoscopic collage of world events, art, and photography. She slid down her jeans.