We had many things in common and our birth month was one amongst them. She was just 2 days younger than me.On my birthday, she gifted me a scrap book ...ith all the idiotic pics of us and things. And that’s when I remembered that I had to buy her a gift too.I thought of giving her a book but she never likes reading. And then I thought about giving her a dress but I didn’t know her preferences. So I decided to take her shopping for her bday and buy her the dress that she likes.She always wore full. Theyhad renamed him 'Jamie'. (They had decided that each boy's feminine namewould be preceded by the title, 'Sissy'.) From this point on, everyonein the town of Cherry Tree (including his mother), would refer to him as'sissy Jamie'. The girls were not only merciless in their criticism butquite dictatorial in their demands and treatment of Jamie.---It obviously did wonders for the girl's confidence, and was giving themreal experience in dealing with males on a more than equal footing.Seeing. .. How do I look? Am I okay?" Mom hit the panic button, touching her blonde hair, smoothing her dress, looking down at her shoes, and trying to check her tight round butt all at the same time."Perfect!" I grinned, shoving her out of the kitchen and into the ever loving arms of Lick's favorite veterinarian.You know, my mom got pregnant with me when she'd been sixteen and the guy who'd done it, her boyfriend at the time, had even married her ... for a little while. But now she was acting like. Yes..."She had said the last word as a whisper. "Just a minute..." Joyce held out the phone to a surprised Jeremy and said, "My husband would like to ask you some things and he says that he wants and expects honest answers."Jeremy looked at the phone as if it were a poisonous reptile. Hesitatingly, he took the phone from Joyce. "Hello?" This is Howard Duncan, Joyce's husband. I just KNEW that Joyce would be with some guy, given the track record of Peggy Cornwall and her team. Who the hell are.