..One cold Christmas Eve morning, I lay in my bed, curling my toes andrelishing in the warmth of my blankets.I wiggled my toes again, and giggled. Eve... though I couldn't see themunder the covers, I relished the fact they were now adorned with purplenail polish that had a layer of sparkles overtop.As much as I was relishing the warmth of my blankets, I knew I would haveto get out of bed soon and face my day, but I closed my eyes and tried topretend otherwise until my alarm went off and ended my. It might go some way to teaching her a lesson. He was smiling at both of us. He knew I wasn’t annoyed and was enjoying the show. ‘It’s no good Lena, I’ll tell her.’ Poor Lena, she looked so shocked. She does manage to make mountains out of molehills. He sat next to me, took my hands in his, and looked me straight in the eye. ‘Yes,’ he said, ‘we were up to something but not very much really. Look, I need to explain something. It wasn’t Lena’s idea,’ I raised my eyebrows and looked at her, ‘it. I was told that I could pick out threedresses, four skirts and blouses or tops to match, but I didn't have aclue what to look for. Mom told some lady to help me, adding... "ofcourse, as a boy, she doesn't have the slightest bit of fashion sense",then she left the shop! The woman didn't laugh or giggle at all, merelytaking me to the skirts, and began to hold them up to me. I was able tochose the colors I liked, then she grabbed a top and took me by thehand to a changing booth."I'll undo the. Not only that, we would probably have sex and ... I didn't have a clue what to do.She had gone to the bedroom, and I had followed her like a puppy dog waiting for its next command. I sat on the edge of the bed while Molly had moved to the bathroom. I started to take off my clothes and hang them up in the closet like I used to. I stripped down to my jockey shorts, and sat back on the edge of the bed again.I looked around and everything seemed to be just like it was when I left. I had a minor.