And I wantyou to feel proud of your appearance no matter what. So you need towear women's clothes that are nicer, more form-fitting. More you! Ikno...! Let's just see."I merely stared at her. "Tiffany, I don't think ...."She added more earnestly, sincerely, "Larry, look at everything you'realready doing for me. This is something I can do for you! Maybe you'dlike to think it's for us?"I did want that. "OK," I said, only vaguely comprehending.She disappeared into her bedroom and emerged. Of course, I started hanging out there all the time. This is when I started to get to know Amy better. In fact, we got to be as close as I was with Anna-Marie. I could be found hanging out with either one (if not both) of them at any given moment. We just became the best of friends.One night when it was just Anna-Marie and I, we were sitting on the couch watching TV one night. Her head was on my shoulder, and out of the blue, she asked me, "Have you ever thought what it would be like to kiss. He was so pretty. And so nice. All his life, he had been nothing but nice to her. Gentle.A friend.The shy boy in the corner, very quiet. He seemed to just observe everything with his big eyes.Those eyes were always paying attention. Even that Sunday morning, while they talked. Those eyes seemed to capture all her gestures. He seemed to follow her hand, from the ashtray to her beautiful mouth.Then Sue realized: Jack Parker was the closest to Julie. But he lacked the self-esteem. Julie seemed to. Although I had not hit the onset of puberty at the time, I was still a little boy in a dress. My short hair, my non-figure and a lack of breasts made it stand out. However, I was impressed at my legs, which were hairless and quite feminine. This inspired me to take more measures. Over the weekends I would buy a selection of clothes and continued to dress until I improved. But still, there was not difference, no matter what I brought. I was still a boy in a dress.When puberty eventually did set.