Moreappropriately you could call me skinny. Although I ate everything momfixed (even veggies), I never seemed to put on weight. I had auburnhair, li...ht eyebrows and long eyelashes. Even though I had somewhatshort hair people sometimes thought I was a girl. I mean I was neverever what would be called a boy's boy. I hated sports or rough housing,had a fear of heights. I preferred music, art and dance. I also readpoetry. I also refused to wear jeans or cordoroy pants.Mom was really fearful. I usually ate her taking immense pleasure from pleasing her in any way she desired.The weeks flew by and it just happened one day when I least expected it. A usual Texas thunderstorm erupted on a late Tuesday afternoon. I can attest that there is nothing that sucks more than waiting in the rain for the bus. Even though I had an umbrella my top was soaked, my hair falling out of my neat bun and tendrils sneaked out and hung loosely around my face and onto my chest.Wet wouldn’t have been such. When Mélanie had told him what was happening, Butch had started swearing, had called Aunt Berthe’s boyfriend a pimp and had suggested that she move in with him. She had gotten pregnant almost immediately.At the beginning, Butch had been all excited and was walking around like a barnyard rooster but after Sonny was born, it hadn’t lasted ... diapers were expensive ... and so were the baby clothes ... and all the accessories like the crib and stuff ... It was lucky that Sonny took his meals at. On this night we were all home watching a movie on tv. I sat next to James on the couch as we watched images flicker on the screen. My father had a drink or two in him and he already had a tendency to doze off during a movie. I would pay close attention as his head started to drop and as it did I edged myself ever closer to the fit male body beside me. Wise to what was happening James put his arm over me as I rested my sissy head on his chest. He rubbed his hand across my back feeling the.