Then I turned to Cheryl and asked if she would be my wife? She looked at Brenda, who nodded her OK, and then she squealed a quick YES! I put my hand o... her head keeping her from jumping up into my arms and just said later. I took out the next ring I had and slipped it on to her finger but it was too small and only slid on to the first knuckle, so I switched it with the third ring I had and found that if fit perfect not to tight or loose. Michelle had tears flowing down her cheeks when she saw. I saw him curled in a sun spot in the woods about 300 feet from the cabin. I chastised him as I approached but he didn’t raise his head like he usually did at my voice. I stopped, hesitant, but continued talking to him, but as I got nearer, my voice softened, my words remembering the past. I wasn’t even aware of my change. I sat at his head and put a hand on his still, unmoving chest, one and then many tears running down my cheeks. I lifted his head and placed it into my bare lap, very. His head was turned at an angle, and tilted also and his shoulders were cocked at the opposite slant of his hips.Realization for the floor manager dawned: the exact same pose the mannequin stood in! Obviously, the boy was pretending to be the mannequin, or pretending to be the girl the mannequin represented! Another damn pansy, fairy queer!Why, the little fag might do something to the mannequin or try to steal something that matched what the faux femme wore. Stalking forward, the floorwalker. "I can't believe someone hasn't told you about him before now. Tom, your Father was quite the lady's man. In fact, if I'm not mistaken, he had more girlfriends than he knew what to do with for most of his life, starting from when he was around your age." Really?" Tom asked in amazement. "Even when he was as young as I am?" Yes, hon. Even when he was your age. In fact, I'm a little surprised you don't have a girl on each arm yet. You're just as handsome as your Father." His Aunt Jane.