."Elena responded to her mother with only with a scowl and a shake of herhead."You're going to be with your friends," Miriam added with a smile."What ...o you mean?" Elena inquired, taken aback by the statement."I got together with Jessie, Laura and Lauren's moms, and we decidedthat this was good idea for all of you." What?" Elena shrieked as her mother had just recited the names of herthree closest friends. The four had been friends since kindergarten.They each played softball and soccer with. Momma knew this and bought me a knew pair of rubber boots, I had already ruined a good pair of tennis shoes and she figured that I could get these dirty and they could just be washed off. I would follow that creek as far as a Saturday would take me. Back then parents would let their children outdoors to explore and breath fresh air, they weren’t as scared about children being stolen. My dad tells me now that back then children were lots uglier and no one really wanted to steal any ugly kids.. After all, that was the question wasn't it? "How can I answer her when I can't even answer the question myself?" she thought. "I mean, I don't really even know how I feel about Greg being in my life."For the second time during their lunch, Bonnie could actually feel the eyes of her two friends as they stared expectantly at her.She knew she had to say something, and in the end, she decided to tell them the same thing she'd been telling herself. "Greg fit's into my life just fine, because he's. .. See you in a bit." How did she know about my shoes I thought, again gripped by a feeling of panic. Maybe it was a lucky guess, but, no, she also mentioned the red corset earlier in the conversation. That couldn't have been a coincidence. No one knew about those things, not even my ex-wife who freaked out when I once broached the subject of my transvestitism about five years ago. I knew that I had no choice but to go through with the rendezvous so I got out my makeup and went to work on my.