I could stop wearing panties, bras, petticoats, pantyhose,dresses and heels and all the other trappings of femininity and be a normalboy again.Normal ...or a Goth anyway.I could have a "sex change" and be Julian again and stop being Julie orJoolz or Julianne.It was funny when I got to university though.Yes I took off my nail extensions but obviously painted my nails black likeany other Goth would.I wanted to dress just like a normal boy and got out my Marilyn Manson teeshirt, my boxer shorts and. I had just come back home for vacations after my semester exams. Tired from the journey, I hit the bed early and went into deep slumber. I woke up next morning to the door bell. I was all groggy eyed and trying to get back into my senses.My mother opened the door and I could hear a little chatter going on. I figured it was my maid , janaki aunty who had been serving us for 2 years now. I got up and was walking towards the kitchen to get a glass of water and that’s when I noticed a young girl. Her head came up and I could see that she tried to listen to every word we said - her ears were flattened inside the leather hood.I wondered, not for the last time, whom she was?"... I guess your not interested in the hockey game huh?" I foresaw me sitting drinking a beer at the game myself - shit I hated going to a sports event alone. That image just made me angry - Todd had wanted to go to that game, so he was going - chick or not!Todd made that thinking-face of his, and then reached out to. .. if I shit my panties they'll get dirty... by the way, I always wanted to ask you how you get clean your panties after our games? Or do you just let your parents do the job? You know, I could get serious problems with shitted panties..."She laughed again."I for sure won't tell you all my tricks - just keep guessing about that. And with your panties getting shitty - that's the idea of it! How you work that out with your familiy - that's your problem, not mine. And don't refuse my request....