"I don't know what happened to you but I'm not about to be some little sissy in a pretty dress with a ribbon in my hair. You can stay and play house w...th Mr. Post if you want, who knows, maybe someday he'll marry you and you two will live happily ever after but I'm leaving!"I fumbled around until I was able to reach the zipper on the dress I was wearing, worked it far enough down so that I could get out of it, then took off the rest of the sissy outfit I wore. I had my shorts on and was. Just as he turned the corner and made it halfway up the stairs, he heard the door from the garage open. Tommy just slipped into his room and quietly closed the door as he heard his step dad's footsteps coming up the stairs.'Shit, that was close!', went through his mind as he let out a sigh.He listened at the door and could hear his step dad going into their bedroom and he heard his mom's high heels clicking coming up the hardwood stairs. When he heard it get quiet as she stepped onto the carpet. “It’s a long time,” he said as he looked at my naked body. “I’m sorry I don’t understand,” I said nervously. “My girlfriend,” he hesitated. “My girlfriend leave me. She does not want me anymore,” he explained. He tenderly touched my breast, his finger on my hard nipple. “It’s a long time since I do this.” “How long ago was it?” I asked sympathetically. Secretly, I was very glad the girlfriend was gone. “More than one year,” he replied. “It’s a long time,” he said again as he looked down at my. Move out."She snapped to attention and saluted like she was at West Point. "Yes, Ma'am," she said."When you get back, remind me to confine you to quarters, Teresa," I said.She grinned. "OK, come on you guys, we're outta here." She motioned to Twassel and he lurched after her, trying to say something about not understanding. Then a soldier I hadn't met, some kind of Slavic name and the cleanest, neatest guy I'd seen since the shit hit the fan, came swaggering over. He was followed by Private.