And since I had never been a real IT crack myself (I was able to deal with my own computer problems, but what I had in mind was far beyond my skills),...I wanted to have a cute nerd girl, who could take care of the automation for our house. At first we didn't know where we should find such a special girl (nerd and hot?) and already thought we would have to audition again. But then I remembered something a colleague had told me maybe a month ago. Apparently, the IT department in my old company had. Especially boys who are smaller than him. He callsthem 'sissy' and 'pantywaist'." The salesgirl was nodding inunderstanding as I spoke. "Even girl's get unmercifully teased by him;pulling their hair or making fun of what they are wearing. Isn't thatright, Chris?"I looked hard at my blushing brother. He shrugged a little, but lookedeven more scared as he saw the salesgirl was glaring at him."So, our mother decided he should see how it feels and left it up to meto make sure he does," I looked. Are you sure you want to do this? Yes, it is a right action and he needs help. I said. After a quick phone call she followed us to his home and inspected it. She had him get some clothes and followed us to my home. I live well and keep my home immaculately. I was glad I had gone shopping for groceries as she even looked in the fridge. After learning I have no boyfriend and no other person regularly comes to my home she agreed to let him stay. She spoke to Michael alone for a time in the. I hated wearing makeup, and now with people watching,especially Melissa, who I was desperate to show that i was still amale, still masculine, this was going to be excruciatinglyembarrassing."Come on Janice, hurry up, we want you to show us your makeup skills!"Melissa glared furiously as Mrs Harris. "Leave him alone you bitch,you've done enough damage, let him go home," she shouted.Mrs Harris turned to Melissa and said, "Listen you interfering littleshit, Ive had enough of you today. So I'm.