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Note: This story was inspired by a picture and caption by Morpheus. I asked him if he would like to collaborate on a story written around it and the rest is history. I did the first draft. Morpheus added and edited. Much of the warmth in the story comes from him. Impersonation By Eric and Morpheus Part 1 Thirty two year old Lyndsay McDonald was irritated at her thirteen year old son Todd. The boy was so irresponsible. She sighed. Why couldn't she handle him as well as the 32 employees under her at work? "Todd," she snapped, "look at me when I talk to you!" Sullenly Todd glanced up at his beautiful auburn hair mother. His friends, at least the few he was allowed to bring home, thought she was beautiful. She had a great figure and striking eyes so it was easy for them to overlook the determined chin. "Yes, mother," Todd responded half-heartedly. "Todd," Lyndsay lectured, "you will never get anywhere in life if you do not apply yourself." "Yes, mother," Todd repeated with a slight roll of his eyes, having heard this a number of times before. Without seeming to notice Todd's reaction, Lyndsay continued, "I didn't get be to be comptroller of Williams Industries by lounging around playing with my computer all day. I did it by hard work and getting all A's." Again, Todd repeated, "Yes, mother." "Very well then," Lyndsay told her son, "I want to see better grades on your next report guard... like all A's!" "But mom," Todd started to protest. "The only 'butts' around here are from my cigarettes, young man," Lyndsay interrupted firmly, "It would be different if you couldn't do the work, but all your teachers say you can get all A's instead of B's and C's if you applied yourself. Todd, I won't have you turn into a slacker like your worthless father." Todd seethed with inner resentment. But he just said, "I will try and do better. And as for the computer, mom... even you say I am really good at it." "It's not enough, Todd," Lyndsay finished, "well I've had my say and I don't want to harp on it." 'Of course not!' Todd thought sarcastically, but didn't dare say it aloud. Lyndsay took out a long slim cigarette from her gold case. "Tuna casserole is in the oven." Todd hated Tuna with a passion, but his mother thought he was just being silly when he didn't want to eat it! Why in hell couldn't he have a pizza every once in a while? And he hated his mom smoking. It irritated his sinuses. "Do you have to smoke inside?" Todd grumbled. "I feel like a cigarette," Lyndsay half growled with irritation, "and it's MY house, young man. See to it that you remember that." She puffed and then sighed. "Look, dear, I'm sorry if I come on too strong. I know sometimes am a bitch, but it's hard being a single mother with a career. You need to try and understand me, Todd." Todd greatly daring said, "And you need to understand me, Mom." Suddenly and unexpected she grinned a rare grin. "I understand you very well! Don't think I don't." "Well I do think it," Todd muttered under his breath. "What did you say young man?" she demanded, angry that her attempt to bridge the gap had failed. The doorbell rang, just in time Todd thought. "That must be Jordan," Lyndsay announced, "Now I will be back late, maybe even tomorrow morning. But just because I am not here doesn't mean you can slack off on your homework." Todd nodded reluctantly. She checked everything. His mother was obsessed with him going to Harvard, regardless of what he thought. He hated snob schools. He just wanted to go to University of Chicago and study computers, but his mother didn't want to hear that. NO money in that. No CEO was ever chosen from a computer wiz. Maybe Todd thought that he should remind her of Bill Gates, not that it would do any good. His mother composed herself to smile welcomingly and gestured impatiently for Todd to open the door. Jordan came in and shook his hand and smiled. Todd really liked him and hoped his mother would marry the guy... not that would do poor Jordan any favors. But Jordan was a super nice guy and it would be great to have him as a dad. "Good to see you, Dear." Lyndsay greeted Jordan. He came over and kissed her making Lyndsay's smile winder. Jordan was a great kisser. Jordan turned back to Todd and smiled kindly, "Hey, Todd. I've got something for you tonight. A pizza with the works! You can get it out of my car!" "Great!" Todd cried out excitedly. His mother never got him anything that was fun to eat, just stuff that she thought was good for him. 'Gag me!' he thought to himself as he dashed out the door. Lyndsay tried not to frown, "I wish you wouldn't spoil him like this, Jordan." He kissed her again, seemingly unaffected by her disapproval, "Be reasonable, Lynn. We're going out for dinner, so why shouldn't poor Todd get a treat as well?" Lyndsay wisely let it go. Her son came in with a wide smiling carrying a huge pizza. "Todd," Lyndsay told him, "take the tuna out of the oven and put it in the refrigerator for dinner tomorrow." Todd hardly heard her as he dashed into the kitchen and started scarfing down the pizza, intensely grateful for the reprieve. --- At the restaurant, they had the best table and great service. The waiters and owners didn't want a repeat of the first visit by Ms. McDonald, where she had ruthlessly dressed down the entire staff for poor food and service. Lyndsay sat back and relaxed, truly enjoying being with Jordan. Her man was so charming and always succeeded in making her feel very feminine. It was great to have him care for her, as it always was. And of course, she knew that she turned him on just as much as he did her. Later that night, Lyndsay and Jordan they went to his home and made love. Lyndsay was taken out of herself, and the passion was very welcome. Lyndsay later lay with Jordan, warmly comforted in his arms, though he was asleep and she was having a smoke. She slowly looked around, thoughtfully taking in all of her surroundings. She rather liked Jordan's house, even though she thought it a little too eccentric for her tastes. However, Jordan had designed and built it himself, and doing quite a job as he was one of the leading architects in the country. Then Lyndsay's thoughts changed direction as she started calculating the chances of Jordan proposing to her. It would be nice to have a husband again. Then she frowned, realizing that yes, it would be very nice, but she would have to allow him a major share in decision making. Could she do that that? As smart as he was, Lyndsay knew herself to be his superior and that she was better suited to making those decisions. And of course, Jordan also spoiled Todd. The boy needed discipline, not indulgences. She honestly didn't know what she would say if Jordan DID propose. Decisions, always decisions she thought as she finally fell asleep. --- Todd was not surprised to wake up home alone that Saturday. He didn't mind though as he loved quiet Saturday mornings. In other words a Saturday morning... hell, any morning that he didn't have to listen to his mother's voice nagging at him was great. Sure, lots of time she was right... but sometimes she was wrong too, though she'd never admit it. His mother never listened, and seemed almost incapable of accepting that she could possibly be wrong about ANYTHING. After Todd made himself pancakes and started to head to his computer, he hurried back to the table and cleaned up after himself. The last thing he wanted was a 20 minute lecture on tiding after himself, which he already knew by heart. Thank God they had a maid who came in three times a week. Mom would really be impossible without Juanita! Just then, the doorbell rang and Todd answered it to find that it was the mailman with a delivery. It was a package from the American embassy in Saudi Arabia. As Todd stared at it, he wondered if it had anything to do with his late father. His father had died several months ago in the desert, searching for King Solomon's mines! The authorities thought he might have been murdered, but hadn't found enough evidence to prove it. "Just like him!" Todd's mother had said with her usual tack and lack of emotion. Todd felt he should feel sorry, but his dad was only a vague memory. His mom and dad had quarreled constantly, from the way his grandparents told him. And then, his dad had left when Todd was only 4. Not that Todd blamed him. He was hoping to escape from his mom's clutches himself the instant he turned 18. Then Todd broke out of his thoughtful state and decided to read the cover letter. "Mrs. McDonald," Todd read, then grinned to himself. His mother would LOVE that. She hated to be called Mrs. McDonald. "These are some effects of your late husband," Todd continued to read. "They were found in storage and we are forwarding them to you. We at the embassy feel your loss with you." Sure, her loss! What a joke, Todd thought to himself. She was openly glad not to have to worry about dealing with him again. Not for the first time, Todd wished that his mother wasn't so cold hearted. Success and money were her twin Gods. Todd rooted through the stuff, quickly deciding that it was pretty cool, or at least some of it was. He rummaged through the box and found several small statues, a few old coins and a strange crystal ball or orb. The crystal ball was beautiful finished and had obviously taken a bit of work. It looked like the moon, as under its surface were the creators and moonlike shadows. There was also a strange writing on the base. "Wow!" Todd exclaimed excited, "Super cool!" He was still examining it when his mom walked in with a, "What's this mess on the table?" Todd hastened to explain, and afterwards, Lyndsay nodded then came over and went through the box as well. She had changed clothes at Jordan's, having kept a sizeable wardrobe there. At the moment, she wore dark slacks that were tucked into high shiny boots and a military type jacket. As usual, she wore a power type outfit, even dressed casually. "I guess some of this junk might be worth... something," Lyndsay muttered, "I'll take it and have it appraised next week." "Mom," Todd asked hopefully, "can I have the crystal ball?" Lyndsay frowned, then corrected "MAY, I have it?" Todd sighed, "MAY I have it?" "I suppose so," Lyndsay mused, deciding that it probably wasn't worth much anyway. "Now let's see your homework." Todd got his homework out with a marked lack of enthusiasm. His mother was way worse than the worst of his teachers. She ripped what he had done to shreds, as she often did, leaving Todd to do it all over again. There went Saturday afternoon. Sunday however, he was allowed to play touch football with some guys he knew. He hardly had any friends, and these were about his closest. At best, Todd knew he was slightly above average at sports, but he usually had fun. His coaches told him he could be better if he was more determined and worked harder at it. But he really wasn't interested. He just enjoyed playing. That night Jordan came over for dinner and Todd made most of it. His mother was at work so much he had, of necessity, turned into a pretty good chef. Todd even downloaded new recipes to his computer, and had been eager to show off one of them to Jordan. Todd always liked to hear Jordan tell his stories at dinner, and he was rarely disappointed. Jordan had traveled all over the world, building things and seeing strange places. And what made it even more interesting was that Jordan was an amusing teller of tales. Lyndsay thought a lot of Jordan's stories where as Mark Twain would say 'stretchers', but when she challenged Jordan he would only smile and say, "Lyndsay, as I always I respect your opinion, but were you THERE?" His mom would flush and glare at a chuckling Todd. --- That night Todd was awakened by a strange glow in his room. "What the hell?" he blinked sleepily. It was the crystal ball sitting on his dresser. Somehow, it was glowing brightly. The moonlight was coming in through the window and all Todd could think of was that it had somehow triggered the crystal. "Super Cool!" Todd gave out a yell and his mother came hurrying in. Computer papers with accounts were clutched in her hands. "Why the commotion?" She demanded. Then she looked at the dazzlingly crystal orb and gasped. "What the shit?" "The moon must have sent it off, Mom!" said Todd excitedly. "It's super cool!" Lyndsay frowned as she bent over the glowing crystal, as it was almost hypnotically compelling. "I wish you would use another expression, Todd." She said absently. "Is it hot?" she asked her hand inches from the crystal ball. Gingerly, Todd touched it. "No. If anything, it's a little cool. Touch it yourself." Cautiously his mother did so, her hand on the opposite side of the orb from her son's. Suddenly the room lit up as the crystal ball flashed... almost exploded in light. Todd and his mother were dazzled and staggered. When they could see again the room was dark, except for the moonlight coming in. The Orb was now dark, no longer glowing at all. Todd felt strange. However, he was distracted from that as he wondered how had he suddenly gotten to the other side of his room. In confusion, he fumbled for the light switch, and as he flipped it and the light went on, he and his mother both screamed. Todd was looking at a boy... at himself! They both screamed again, Todd's in a high-pitched woman's scream and Lyndsay's in a teenage boy's. "Impossible!" Lyndsay cried at once, sounding just like the 13 year old boy she now looked like. Todd could only nod dumbly. "IMPOSSIBLE!" Todd's mother cried out again, looking at what had been herself. "IMPOSSIBLE!" Todd was beginning to get irritated and snapped. "It's happened. I suggest you look up the word 'impossible' in the dictionary! It's not impossible if it happens." She glared at him, "Remember who you are talking to young man! Show some respect!" Todd thought, "Man, mom is really losing it. She can't control the situation and this really freaks her out. Well, this body switch thing freaks me too, but at least I'm trying to find out what happened instead of crying 'Impossible!'" His eyes drifted to the crystal moon and he gasped, "It has to be that crystal ball!" "Why?" Lyndsay demanded. "What else, mom?" he answered in an exasperated voice, "It's not like we change bodies every night!" After a moment, they both hesitantly touched it again. However, nothing happened. They tried it yet again with the same effect. "So much for your idea, young man!" snapped Lyndsay. Todd grinned at being called young man by someone who appeared to be a young man as well, now that he was in an adult body. "It's not glowing," Todd said thoughtfully, "It was before." Lyndsay grew excited at that, "You're right! It had a very eerie glow before." She grabbed the crystal ball and shook it, "Glow damn it!" Todd laughed his mother's scornful laugh. "Get real mom. I don't think it's battery operated." Then he paused for a moment and noticed something, "I wonder what the words on the base mean? " Todd and his mother puzzled over the inscription, though it was nothing like they had ever seen before. His mother thought it looked a little like Arabic. "Let's see if I can find out using the computer," Todd said nervously. With his usual competence, Todd did some research, while Lyndsay kept pacing restlessly back and forth. From time to time, she touched her new body and then shook her head, muttering 'impossible'. Todd focused on what he was doing, then eventually looked up, "It's a form of ancient Arabic. I've entered the inscription into my computer and hopefully we'll get a translation." The printer clattered and Todd pulled it out. They both read... When the moon is full, the glow of life (untranslatable terms) Then the power of the moon waxes, the moon gives (untranslatable term) those seeking the bridge of the moon must touch together then the (untranslatable term) Lives will be traded one for one by the grace of the moon. Then so must they live under the pitiless sun. If back they wish to go (untranslatable term) a moon they must wait until the moon grow full of life and the (Untranslatable term) once again glows. "My god!" Todd breathed, "I wonder where this came from and who created it!" "Never mind that shit," Lyndsay snapped, "Does it mean what I think it means? That we must wait a month before I can get my body back?" Todd gulped, then nodded his mother's head and pushed the long auburn hair out of his eyes. "That's the way I read it." "Impossible!" she stormed, "I can't waste a whole month pretending to be my son in junior high school." Todd laughed, though it was almost a giggle. "Supper cool! What a good joke!" "It's not funny!" Lyndsay nearly yelled. "Yes, it is," Todd responded, though he knew that this was a serious problem as well. Lyndsay laughed ruefully, "I guess it is... in a way. But it's a disaster. Five people are clawing for my job. I'll be ruined." She thought a moment. "There's nothing else for it. I will have to train you to take my place until we can switch back in four weeks." She stared at Todd, "When's the next full moon?" "The twenty sixth," Todd answered after a glance towards the calendar. Lyndsay nodded briskly, seeming to once again be in command. "I'll... no you will call in to my work to take a week of vacation to deal with 'your' husband's affairs. They have been expecting me to do so anyway, and I have three days coming anyway for his death. During that time, I will train you to impersonate me. We will have seven days. If an emergency comes up, they can e-mail or fax us the information and I'll tell you what to say or I'll E-mail them back. If you do a good job, I'll buy you the new computer you want." She paused for a moment to look at Todd, "Deal?" "Deal!" Todd gulped. He was going to have to learn to impersonate his mother. What a scary thought. "How about school?" Lyndsay shuddered. "Me, going back to school? And as a thirteen year old boy. Ghastly, just ghastly! Shit! What can we do?" Todd thought, then gave a faint smile as he thought about what his mom had already suggested. What's good for the goose, he thought to himself, is good for the gander. "We can get you... 'Todd' a week off with the same basic excuse," Todd told his mother, "You... no I of course can call school and I'll tell them because of 'your' father's murder, you will need a week off. Then while you're training me to be you, I can teach you to be me too." Todd was snickering to himself with the thought of his mom having to be him and cope with school. That would almost make this mess worthwhile. "I guess you really can't get more than a week," Lyndsay mused thoughtfully, obviously not liking the idea but seeing no way around it. Todd shook his head, "I'll have to get Joey to bring my homework home and we can do it together... as always." He half groaned at that, "You are pretty up to speed on my classes anyway since you insist on always checking my homework." He tried to keep the annoyance out of his voice at that last. Lyndsay just nodded. Then the adrenaline started leaving her new body. "God, I'm sleepy," she muttered. Rolling his eyes faintly, Todd told her, "Well then, go to bed." She started to head towards her own room and stopped. "We might as well start now," she said reluctantly, "I'll sleep here... and you sleep in my room. And don't mess it up! Keep it tidy!" "Yes, mother," Todd said in resignation, not considering the irony of an apparent beautiful 32 year old woman saying 'Yes, mother' to a 13 year boy with acne. Part 2 Todd woke up feeling tired. The weird dream he'd had last night had worn him out, though it did make him grin. Switching bodies with his bitchy mother... it was too weird for words. It was like something out of 'Honey I Shrunk the Kids' or 'Too Weird'. Suddenly a boy's voice called out, "You can't lay in bed all day, Todd. We've got a lot to do, so get your ass out of bed right now, young man." Startled, Todd shot upright and as he did so, he felt BREASTS swinging. It hadn't been a dream. His stunned eyes took in the weird sight of his real body glaring down at him, hands on hips. God, he thought, his mom was making him look like... well, like a girl. "Well mom," Todd announced in annoyance, "we might as well start now, and with YOU! You're making me look like a woman." The sight nearly made him cringe, especially as he thought about what his friends would say to it. "Take your hands off your hips and stand up straight." he said as he swung lovely legs out of bed, adding almost as an afterthought, "Or better yet, slouch." Lyndsay glared at Todd and he grinned back, feeling a little vindicated. It was so strange to see mom's frown on HIS old face. Instead of being intimidating, she looked comical. That was the start of an 'interesting' morning to say the least. After the strange awakening, Todd dressed in his mother's robe and went into the kitchen for breakfast. At Lyndsay's suggestion, Todd had his mother's fruit plate while she ate his cereal, though he wasn't particularly thrilled by that. He would rather have had his usual, but once he started eating he found that it wasn't that bad. Once Lyndsay was finished with her cereal, she got up and said, "Good, my coffee's ready," just before pouring herself a cup. Todd watched her for a moment, thinking it odd to see a 13 year old boy with a cup of coffee. "I don't like coffee," Todd said thoughtfully, then suggested, "You might not like it if you're in my body." He wasn't really sure, but in a way it made some sense. However, Lyndsay didn't show any signs that she'd heard Todd, which wasn't too unusual. She just took a sip of her coffee, then scrunched up her face and spit it into the sink with a look of disgust. Todd just burst out laughing at the sight, earning a glare in response. Well, he had warned her she might not like it in his body. Just as Todd finished eating his own breakfast, he was a little startled to realize that he was feeling a bit jumpy and nervous. He had no idea why. Without thinking about it, his hands started fidgeting. "Mom... what's wrong with your body?" Todd asked nervously. He couldn't help thinking that maybe the swap had messed it up somehow. Who knew what kind of side effects there might be? Lyndsay stared at Todd with a frown and thought for a moment, then she sudden grinned sardonically. "You need a cigarette. You know, the things you say I should be able to give up without any problems." Todd glared at his mother, and despite herself, she was a little intimidated. Her old body could really glare. The idea seemed almost ridiculous to Todd and he half thought that his mom was joking. But there was that thing with his mom and the coffee... making this much more believable. For a moment, Todd was about to refuse to even consider it, then he saw the look of amusement on his mom's face. No, the smug amusement on his real face. And then Todd grimaced in stubbornness and reached for his mom's cigarettes. He fumbled with the pack and pulled out a cigarette. Then, he put it between his lips and with trembling hands, tried to light it. After the fourth attempt, he managed to do so and inhaled... almost immediately bursting into a round of coughing as he drew in too much. However, it quickly got better and he took another... lighter puff Lyndsay drew back in disgust from the smell. It was awful and made her sinuses run. Now she understood why Todd was so opposed to her smoking in the house, though she refused to give him the satisfaction of admitting that he might have been right. Todd couldn't resist grinning at his mother's distress, then taking another drag, this time without any coughing or discomfort. He was tempted, but refrained from blowing smoke in her face. Then Lyndsay regained her composure and said, "Not like that." She frowned and then started teaching Todd exactly how to hold the cigarette, how to light it, and how to puff it just like she did. All the while, she was coughing and wheezing, much to the delight of her son. A while later, Todd made a carefully planned call to his mother's secretary. As soon as the secretary had answered the phone, he started, "Grace, this is Ms. McDonald." Todd glanced once again at the page his mother had written... his part. Enter Lyndsay McDonald, stage left. Todd could feel the fear in the other's voice as the young woman asked, "Anything wrong, Ms. McDonald?" "I have to take the next week off to straight all the tangle from my worthless Ex-husband's estate," Todd told her, "Please let everyone know. If there is an emergency, E-mail or fax me here. Also, send me daily update and summaries of activity on E-mail. I may or may not be here to answer the phone and I may have to travel out of town. Any questions?" he asked in his mother's best hard, bitchy manner. "No, Ma'am," she stuttered, "I have it recorded!" "Good!" Todd rung off before he made a mistake. Then he called into school. It was funny hearing his councilor and teacher so afraid of him now. Mother's like a Nazgul from the movie Lord of the Rings, he thought to himself; her power causes abject fear in those in contact with her. It was super cool being so much in command. He grinned. Of course, he'd had to sneak out to see the movie since his mother didn't believe in fantasy. Well, maybe she would now. In the end, Todd had made sure that the school would have Todd's friend and neighbor Joey bring assignments home. That would take care of one problem, which only left a thousand more to go. As soon as Todd had hung up the phone, having finished making the necessary arrangements, Lyndsay firmly announced, "Now to get to work..." For the rest of the morning, Lyndsay made Todd diagram all of his classes, where he and all of his friends sat, all with her usual obsessive thoroughness. His teachers and friends names... everything. By the time he'd finished, it covered 12 sheets of computer paper. Then she did the same for her office and staff of thirty-two. Poor Todd's head swam. They both spent almost the entire day both writing down their own information and trying to memorize each other's. And both mother and son were so absorbed in the details that the day rushed past quicker than it had any right to. That night, Todd felt daring and ordered Pizza, knowing that his mother disapproved of it. She grumbled, but had to admit they were too busy to cook. It was weird eating it though. Lyndsay even seemed to enjoy eating it more than Todd, which was an odd turnaround. Several hours later, they sat across from each other in silence. And though neither said a word, they were both thinking that no mother and son had ever spent a stranger day. "Tomorrow," Lyndsay finally said, breaking the silence, "we will have a lot of work to do. We'll have to work on dress and walk, as well as your mannerisms." Todd groaned at that, though he knew that she was probably right. Still, that didn't mean that he had to like it. In fact, he disliked it just on general principal. He was a boy not a girl - damn it! Then with that, they said their good nights and headed for their beds. However, they each started towards their own rooms, only then catching themselves and going to the rooms that belonged with their bodies. Once the door was closed and Todd was alone, he let out a sigh of relief. It was the first real chance that he'd had to be alone since his mother woke him up that morning. She was hard enough to deal with as it was, but having to put up with her all day long was almost more than he could bear. "Weird," Todd muttered as he looked down at himself, still finding it unbelievable. After getting undressed, Todd just stood there and stared down at himself even more, feeling extremely strange to be staring at his mom's naked body, and even more so as it was on him. However, there was a cold chill as he thought about the fact that he'd better get used to it because he was going to have it for another month. On the other hand though, at least he knew it wasn't permanent and he could see the light at the end of the tunnel. "Really weird," Todd mused. Then he shrugged, reminding himself to just deal with things as they came. Todd took a long look at the reflection in his mother's full-length mirror then climbed into bed. He remained where he was for several minutes, almost afraid to move too much. However, his curiosity quickly got the best of him and he started to slowly feel his body beneath the covers. Eventually, Todd drifted off to sleep, though it was filled with strange dreams. One of which was that he was walking into his mother's office, and everyone there was laughing at him. --- In the morning, Todd had to take his mother's morning bath, rather than his usual shower. However, he knew that they both needed it since such routine matters had been forgotten during the chaos of the day before. Todd just wished that his mom wasn't there watching him while he took his bath. It was embarrassing. "What do you mean I have to shave my legs?" Todd demanded, glaring at the razor and then his mother. Lyndsay just glared back, "They need it and you'll need to learn how. Like this..." She then explained the process, step by step. But when Todd actually shaved his legs... his mother's legs, he accidentally nicked himself several times, much to his annoyance. However, it was his mom who started to scream and yell when he nicked them, annoying Todd and making him wonder what her problem was. After all, he was the one who felt the pain, not her. When she took a shower he felt like going around and flush all the toilets! Once the bath and everything was taken care of, it was time for Todd to start 'Being a Female 101 to 404'. He didn't know how much there was to learn about female clothing, but was amazed as he slowly began to find out. About what shoes to wear with different length of skirts. When to wear slips, half-slips, what bras to wear. (Having breasts still embarrassed him). It was like he had suddenly been transported into a whole new universe. Women were from Venus; men were from Vulcan. Todd was not thrilled with his lessons, especially not the walking like a woman part or the makeup. However, he didn't complain... much. As much as he disliked the girl lessons, he knew that he'd need them for the rest of the month. And of course, it was kind of fun giving his mom some guy lesson's at the same time. --- That night, Todd was really scared when his mother insisted on going to her office. He wasn't comfortable with the idea of going out in public in her body, but she insisted that they go after hours so he would become familiar totally with the layout. "But Mom..." Todd started to protest. "NO BUTS, Todd," Lyndsay snapped, "Just suck it up!" Todd grimaced, grumbling all the way out to the car. However, once there, they realized that they had a new problem. Officially, his mother didn't have a driver's license anymore... and he did. Unfortunately, the knowledge of how to actually drive didn't come with that license. Because of that problem, the trip was postponed while Todd learned how to drive. Lyndsay was not a patient teacher, much to Todd's frustration, but he paid very close attention to what she told him. He was surprised at just how quickly he learned, as was Lyndsay. "I guess this proves that all that time in the arcade wasn't wasted," Todd told his mom smugly. He'd spent a number of quarters practicing at one of those driving simulators, which he was sure had helped him learn for real. However, he couldn't forget the horrible chewing out he'd gotten from his mom afterwards for wasting all of that money. Even if it was money that he'd earned himself. It was well after midnight before they started on their way. Lyndsay half dozed in her seat for most of the trip because she was tired, though the adrenaline started pumping again when they arrived and she was once more wide awake. Once in the high rise of his mom's company, Todd carefully approached the guard, silently commanding himself to, 'Think Mom.' Arrogant, sure of herself and a super bitch. It worked, as the guards were terrified of him and accepted the flimsy excuse of 'her' wanting to show her son around 'her' department. For a moment though even his mother was frightened. Todd even had to sign in, though fortunately his handwriting was extremely close to his mother's. "This way," Lyndsay said as she led him to her office. Almost the instant she was inside, she went for the computer and pulled up all the files on everyone she worked with. And with her usual thoroughness, they had pictures and short bios on all the employees. With a slight frown, Todd looked at his mother and asked, "A little paranoid?" He knew that he'd be a bit uncomfortable if people were keeping files like this on him. Then he grimaced, realizing that his mother might very well have a similar file on him. The thought almost made him feel as though he were a criminal with a record or something. Lyndsay glared at Todd, "Just transfer the files." Todd nodded, then copied them to E-mail and sent them to his home computer to look at later. After that, Lyndsay took Todd around to every desk, and told him about everyone who worked there. She even made him repeat everything back until he was letter prefect. It didn't take long though before he grew frustrated, already being a bit tired as it was, though he didn't argue, knowing that he just might need that knowledge. When they were finally finished and on their way back home, Lyndsay fell asleep in the car. Todd glared over at her, feeling resentful. Damn the crystal ball anyway. School was a hell of a lot easier. --- The next morning, Todd and Lyndsay both slept in. Todd awoke up first and groaned as he dragged himself out of bed. Taking a piss was still strange, though fortunately it was no longer completely alien. He did some stretches and loosened up his mom's body, regretting that it wasn't quite as energetic as his real body. Then Todd decided that if he was awake, his mother should be up as well. So with a faint smile, he went to shake her awake. Lyndsay couldn't believe that SHE had overslept. It just wasn't like her and it put her in even a worse mood. She hated being a thirteen year old boy. It gave her a feeling of powerlessness and was that always uncomfortable. So she mercilessly drilled Todd ignoring, as usual, his complaints. They were in the middle of some more lessons when the phone started ringing. However, they just let the machine get it, revealing on the message that it was Jordan. And, he wanted to be called back. "That's great! Shit!" Lyndsay took a deep breath, "You'll have to do it. Just be careful, Todd." "First I need a cigarette," Todd muttered. Being his mother and talking to her boyfriend made him REALLY nervous. His hands shook as he lit the first one of the morning. Lyndsay snorted as she watched her son. God, what a wuss! Always needing cigarettes. You can do this, Todd told himself silently. It's not like anyone could guess. He stared at the phone for a moment, hesitating as he got up the will power. The cigarette calmed his nerves and he hit the speed dial for Jordan's office. "Oh, hello Lynn," Jordan's voice came over the phone a few seconds later, "thanks for calling me back so quickly." "Not a problem," answered a nervous Todd. "I just wanted to remind you of Saturday night," Jordan said cheerfully. "You promised me you be my date for the awards banquet. I need your support to get through it!" Jordan laughed faintly at that. Todd suddenly remembered. With the body swap it had gone completely out of both their heads. Jordan was being named Architect of the Year. "Of course I remember, Jordan," he said, frowning to himself. "I'll pick you up at eight," Jordan stated, then asked, "How's Todd holding up with everything?" "Hanging in there. He's a little nervous," Todd answered truthfully. "Well, I have to go," Jordan sighed, "A client is here. Thanks for coming. I know this is a difficult time for you." "That's the truth," Todd muttered as he hung up. "Shit! I'm ruined," Lyndsay exclaimed with an edge of panic in her voice. "You have to go in my place with all the important people in town looking on. What did I ever do to deserve this?" Lyndsay cried to the heavens, which of course did not answer. "Don't worry, Mom," Todd tried to assure her, "It's Jordan's night. No one will be paying that much attention to you. I'll just keep my mouth shut." Then he silently added, 'Unlike you who would try and be the center of attention.' Lyndsay glared at him. "I guess we have no choice. A couple of other things... First, Todd, we can't go on calling each other by the wrong name. We're going to slip up in public. What would people think if they heard the comptroller of Williams call her thirteen year old son 'Mom' or if the son called his mother by his own name. So, from now one I will call you 'Mom' even in private... and you call me 'Todd'. Can you manage even this simple matter without messing up?" "Yes, Todd dear." giggled Todd, biting back on the annoyance of his mother's latest patronizing insult. "It's not funny," Lyndsay snapped, "And every time you mess up... I will spank your bottom." Todd still thought it was funny. He put a grin on his mother's beautiful face. "And every time YOU mess up, I get to spank your bottom." "Don't you dare," she snapped, "And I wont mess up! Shit! How are you going to handle my boyfriend?" "I could be having a period," Todd said thoughtfully and then turned pale. "For the whole damn month?" Lyndsay demanded. "Don't be ridiculous, Todd!" Todd grinned and walked purposely over to her, then whacked what had been his own bottom. Lyndsay was furious. "Grin all you want, MOM, but don't forget it's you who will have a period next week... not me! You will love that, MOM!" Todd's new face grew very pale and he reached for a cigarette. His mother snickered. He'd show her. "If you can handle it," Todd said firmly, "I can handle it!" "You'd better! But that doesn't solve the problem," Lyndsay told Todd, "Jordan will be expecting sex. Well I'll think about what to do. Let's get on with your training." Again, his mother drilled Todd mercilessly. However, even she had to admit that he did better than she expected. --- That night, Lyndsay was sitting in front of the computer and reading some of the messages that had been sent from her office. Suddenly, she exploded with fury as she read an e-mail. "Why those candy ass people! I'll get them for this! And Williams, what kind of CEO is he to worry about whether the people in my department like working for me or not? They don't have to like it... just do it!" "What are you ranting about, Mom?" Todd asked, looking up from a balance sheet his mother had given him to study. She came over and silently swatted his bottom. "Sorry," Todd said, rubbing the sting out. He wandered over to the computer and read the message. Lyndsay, I am growing concerned about morale in your department. You have three times the number of turnovers that anyone else has experienced. In investigating, I find that your people are resentful of your rather authoritarian method of management. This is a friendly word of advice. You need to be more pleasant and less confrontational. Good managers listen and lead rather than drive. I've put a lot of this down to the stress over worrying about your husband and have so informed your staff. I'm sure you will do better when you return. Todd tried to whistle with his mother's mouth, but failed. Then Todd turned to his mother and asked, "Are you going to lose your job?" "Hardly! I'm too valuable to the company. I saved them big money in the last audit." But Lyndsay was worried and Todd could see it. She took a deep breath and said, "Back to work." Todd groaned. --- The next day was almost the same, but Todd needed a break. Suddenly he had a great idea. He wanted to get his mother off his back, at least for a while. And he was sure that this would do the trick. "Todd, you need to learn sports!" He said as firmly as he could. Lyndsay responded with a confused, "What?" "You know," Todd said with some amusement, "Sports. Things like football and basketball." He smiled faintly at his mother's look of disbelief, then explained, "I play them, so if you're going to impersonate me... you're going to need to know how." "I hardly think..." Lyndsay started to protest. However Todd quickly burst in, "I know. If I have to learn all this stuff about being you, the least you can do is learn enough not to make me look bad." There was silence for a moment before Lyndsay nodded her reluctant agreement. As much as she might dislike it, Todd did have a point. As a perfectionist, she refused to be the one to make a mistake. Several minutes later, Todd was putting on his mother's tight spandex workout clothes. He admired himself in the mirror, deciding that he looked hot, even if he did say so himself. A short while later, Todd had taken his mother to a little used field that he'd occasionally played at with some of the other guys. Once there, he started his role as teacher in the class, 'Sports 101'. It was certainly a nice change to not be the one having to learn for a change. And as Todd held the football tightly, he looked down field at his mother and smiled faintly before throwing the ball. And as it sailed through the air, he yelled at her, "Follow the ball into your hands!" The few people who were watching were amazed to see a mother teaching her son how to play football. And they were even more amazed that the teenager didn't seem to know the rules. Part 3 Thursday morning at the McDonald's. "I thought of a way for you to avoid sex with Jordan," Lyndsay exclaimed. It had come to her in a flash. "Hum?" her transformed son responded absently. He was going over the quarter reports and they were surprisingly starting to make sense. "Just tell him," Lyndsay smugly announced, "that the death of 'your' ex-husband is just too emotionally draining and you need some time for healing." "Do you think he'll buy that M... Todd?" He added hurriedly. His bottom still smarted from the last lapse. Whoever would have thought that his 13 year old arms had that kind of strength? But his mother's... well, his former butt probably stung more as she made more lapses than he did. "Sure," Lyndsay shrugged, "Jordan for all his brilliance is a fool where women... especially me are concerned. Just bat your beautiful eyes at him and sniffle a little. It will work like a charm." "Yuck," Todd groaned, his masculine sensibilities revolted with the picture of him being a simpering female. "Would you rather have sex?" his mother asked sarcastically. Todd shook his head with an emphatic, "NO!" Lyndsay grinned in triumph. "Okay, okay, 'TODD' I'll do it," he agreed reluctantly, "But I bet you wouldn't have." His mother looked angry. Damn, Todd, knew her better than she thought. Several minutes later, the topic of the date was almost forgotten as they went to work on Todd's school. Fortunately, Lyndsay had spent a lot of time at Todd's school, grilling his teachers and critiquing the principle so they didn't have to somehow sneak in there and familiarize her with it. With Todd's diagrams she would be safe enough there. Not only was Lyndsay familiar with all of Todd's teachers, but since he wasn't allowed to have girlfriends, she was safe there as well. And of course, since she'd checked on all of his male friends, what few there were, she knew that she should be okay. However, saying that she was not thrilled with going back to school would have been an understatement. "Shit," Lyndsay spat, "Time for another riving lesson." Todd's lovely eyes lit up at that. It was almost worth being in his mother's body to be able to drive. He grinned, "Super Cool!" "Stop saying that," Lyndsay snapped, "You make me sound ridiculous. Imagine you are pretending to be me at work and the CEO comes up and says 'Good work, Ms. McDonald. We are going to put you on the board.' And then you say 'Super Cool'. I'd be ruined." Todd looked down at his mother with her frown on her face thinking, not for the first time, that she was funless bitch. "I'll try and control myself TODD," he responded coldly. "And you watch it too. I never cuss and you often say the excrement word as well as a few other choice phrases that are totally inappropriate in 13 year old." Lyndsay bit what had been Todd's lower lips. Her eyes flashed furiously as she wondered how dare he talk to her like that. A moment later, she spat out, "Who the hell do you think you're talking to?" "It looks like a little boy to me," Todd spat back, for the first time not too intimidated by his mother to argue back. "You're the one who keeps acting like it doesn't matter if you mess things up." For a moment, Lyndsay just stared back at Todd, filled with shock and fury. And with that, their argument went into full swing, resulting in both parties going to bed angry. Though by morning, it had been largely forgotten. --- Todd, who had been dreading Saturday's date was now looking forward to it. His mother and he had been on each other's nerves constantly. All this togetherness was wearing them both down as they were not used to spending so much time together, let alone being in each other's bodies and learning to impersonate each other. Lyndsay was seething. Her son was agreeable on the choice of make up, hairstyle and jewelry, but dug in his heels on the choice of evening gown. "Mom, I am not wearing the light green one," Todd stated firmly, "I always thought it was the color of puke and made you look fat. I'm certainly not going to look dowdy tonight." In spite of Lyndsay's wishes, Todd was currently wearing a simple black, beautifully cut evening dress. Todd had spent a good part of the day being nervous and frightened in Mom's beauty parlor, having her hair and nails done. He kept his mouth shut and just listened, being completely shocked by some of the things that he heard. A number of the women were crude and scheming bitches, though some were very nice. But he sure couldn't tell the good from the bad by the way they dressed or did their hair. It was a valuable lesson for the future when he began to date, Todd thought to himself. That was if his mother ever actually let him. Todd giggled at the irony of that since he was going on a date now... in Mom's body and with Mom's boyfriend. Lyndsay really felt funny. It was weird seeing her former body all dolled up and elegant, waiting for her boyfriend. She put her hands behind her back so that Todd wouldn't see them shake. She hated that helpless feeling, with everything in the hands of her son instead of her own. Lyndsay just knew that Todd would ruin her tonight. Somehow he would make her look ridiculous! When the doorbell rang finally rang, Todd gestured for his mother to answer it. She glared at him resentfully, though she went for the door anyway. After all, Todd was the one who always answered the door and since they were trying to act like each other... Jordan came in with a smile and handed the apparent Todd a pizza. Lyndsay was surprised to find her mouth watering. It smelled great. And without knowing it, her face broke out in a wide smile. "Still love pizza I see," Jordan laughed. Lyndsay flushed in embarrassment, remembering how she had always criticized Todd for being a Pizza addict. Then Lyndsay heard her former voice say coolly, "The boy is impossible." "Relax, Lynn, all boys are impossible and they grow up into impossible men," Jordan joked with a grin. Then he looked 'Lyndsay' over with an appreciative expression. "Darling, you look fantastic. That black dress really suites you. I like it better than the green one." Todd shot a triumphant glance at his mother. Then Jordan kissed Todd lightly on the lips, catching Todd half unexpectedly. And to his further surprise, Todd liked both the attention and the kiss. "Thank you," Todd responded, not sure whether he meant the compliment or the kiss. He blushed in embarrassment as he realized that his mom had witnessed the event and had a scowl on her face. He couldn't resist smiling at that, thinking that it was fun seeing her distressed. After a minute more, Todd and Jordan started out towards his car. Todd had no trouble walking with the 3 inch evening sandals as he had been practicing enough, but he still thought woman's clothes very uncomfortable. Without thinking, he slipped his arm through Jordan's as they made their way to his Ferrari. The sports car was a gorgeous sight and Todd's eyes gleamed at the sight of it. Without thinking he exclaimed, "We're taking your Ferrari! Super cool!" Jordan laughed in surprise. "You've been spending too much time with Todd. I know you love my car, but you actually used his super cool expression! That's too funny. The controlled Ms. McDonald slipping up and actually showing her enjoyment!" Todd blushed at that. Damn! Not five minutes into the date and he had slipped up already. He just hoped that his mom didn't find out. "Sorry," Todd apologized with a weak smile. "No need to be sorry, Lynn," Jordan assured him, still grinning, "I think it's 'super cool' to see you so excited about my car and my award dinner. I was afraid that you'd downplay it and act too blas?." Mom really is a party pooper, Todd thought as he slid his lovely legs into the hot car. He could hardly wait and wondered if he could talk Jordan into letting him drive it. Still inside the house, Lyndsay was scarfing down the pizza and thoroughly enjoying it. It tasted great. --- At the reception, Todd smiled and kept mostly quiet. He was at the head table with Jordan, being so nervous and excited that he could hardly taste the food. Not that he missed much as 99 percent of such banquet food was about the same texture and taste as cardboard. Todd gulped at the Champagne, which he liked, finding that it went down really well and made his body glow inside. It was different, though quite pleasant. Being his mom did have some perks after all. When it came time for Jordan's acceptance speech, he leaned over and kissed Todd on the cheek. "Wish me luck," Jordan whispered, "I am so nervous I'm afraid to look down thinking I might have lost my pants." Todd giggled at the joke and felt a strange warm glow inside of himself. Poor Jordan needed him. He gave his sweetest smile and gently squeezed Jordan's hand with all the reassurance possible. "You'll do fine," Todd whispered confidently. "Thanks Lynn," Jordan whispered back. A few seconds later, Jordan was at the microphone. And after a bit of a nervous start, Jordan did fine, even making the audience and Todd laugh a few times with his wit. Todd couldn't help thinking that he was so charming. Once the speech and dinner were over, they circulated around while various people whom Todd didn't know congratulated Jordan on his achievement. Todd just went along with a smile, and to keep from talking, he sipped the great tasting champagne. It really relaxed him. While this was going on, the real Lyndsay sat at home, watching 'Miss Congeniality' and brooding. Todd would ruin it for her. She just knew it. Eventually, the party ended and it was time to go home. Todd was not feeling any pain as Jordan opened the door of his Ferrari. 'What a great evening!' he thought to himself. He looked at the man sitting next to him, silently telling himself, 'You know he is very cute.' Todd made no objection when Jordan took them to his house, nor when the man took Todd into his arms and kissed him. It was great... and almost dreamy. Todd felt this new body glowing and strangely growing wet down below. Go with the flow, Todd decided. Later, not regretting it at all. How long has this been going on, Todd wondered after the third time they had made love. Sex was great! A short time later, after Jordan was asleep, Todd found himself kissing the man's forehead. But wanting something else, Todd frowned and reached into his purse, pulling out a cigarette and lighted up. Contentedly, Todd puffed it as he lay in Jordan's arms. This had been the greatest night of his life. With a deep smile, Todd blew out a stream of smoke and whispered, "Super Cool." It was way better than even Pizza. Some distance away, Todd's mother was seething. What was keeping the boy? Surely he wouldn't have sex with her boyfriend? But as worried as she was, she couldn't call Jordan's house. What would she say? Hi, this is Todd... is my mother having sex with you? Or worse, this is the real Lyndsay McDonald and you're with my son in my body. Sure, both approaches would really work, she thought sarcastically. They'd be as welcome as Clinton at a Jessie Helms moral majority rally. Eventually, she fell asleep in front of the TV at 1AM. Part 4 Lyndsay woke up stiff on sore, still dressed and laying on the couch. Scrambling up, she dashed upstairs. Shit, she thought, the boy wasn't back yet with her body. "I've got to kill that kid," she spat, echoing billions of parents past, present and future! Then she went to the telephone and venomously punched in Jordan's number. Damn, she thought, they were letting the machine pick up. She hated when people did that, though that was what she did herself most of the time. Lyndsay wished she had let Todd get that dog he wanted so she could have something to kick. At the moment, she didn't know what she hated the most... the thought that Todd, TODD HER SON, was having sex with her beau, or that he might give them away. Or worse yet, make her look foolish and immature. With those furious thoughts racing through her mind, she rushed outside to get some fresh air. Just a few seconds after Lyndsay was outside the door, she saw Scott... a neighborhood kid Todd's age. He smirked at her from the sidewalk and took a step closer, asking, "Fall out of bed with your clothes on?" Then Scott grinned, "Your bitchy mom must not be home from the rotten way you look." And in a mocking tone, Scott added, "You're not on drugs are you, Toddsy waddzy?" Lyndsay saw red. She had never liked the kid as he always tried to patronize both her and Todd. At last she had something she could kick. And with that, she flew at Scott and started pounding him, quickly knocked him down. The surprised boy staggered to his feet and she hit him again and again, taking a few punches in return. However, that just made her madder and she knocked him down, then started kicking him. "Little bastard," Lyndsay spat viciously as her foot went into the boy's ribs. Scott just started screaming out for help. And then a moment later, his refined mother came out and started screaming as well, "You... you ugly brute!" Scott's mother, Julia Long looked near manic as she howled out, "Oh look what you've done to my poor baby!" Then the woman ran over and viciously pulled at Lyndsay's ear and hair. Lyndsay screamed in pain and was so furious that she lost it. She had never like the bitch anyway... always putting on airs just because she was old money. And now this... So with that, Lyndsay turned and socked the woman in her soft stomach, causing her to bend over almost double and crying. "You can't hit my mom, you Fuckhead!" Scott screamed, his voice breaking. He jumped up and started hitting Lyndsay. Soon they were in a three way free for all. Scott's dad David Long heard the commotion and came running out, though the moment he saw what was going on, he stopped with his mouth nearly dropping. For a second, he was frozen in stunned surprise, then he started to laugh. His ultra- refined wife's expensive coiffeur was ruined, her dress was ripped she had a black eye. And his prissy son was actually fighting, as well as had a nosebleed. The sight seemed ludicrous as hell. He grinned and watched for a few moments, half thinking that he had to be imagining things. Then David frowned and realized that he'd better break it up before someone got hurt. With that, he casually went over and pulled the three of them apart. David had no difficulty, as he was a big man who had played college football. Once Lyndsay was separated from the other two, sanity quickly returned, though she was still furious. She couldn't believe she had lost it so badly though. Her breaths came in great gulps. One eye ached, her nose was bleeding and her hair hurt. And Mr. Long looked HUGE as he stood in front of her, making her feel very small. She breathed a sigh of relief as she noticed that he was grinning. "Shame on you, Julia," Scott said, the amusement obvious in his voice. "You're disgracing your family. Fighting like a common teenager..." Julia flushed, furious. She hated it when people laughed at her. "That boy should be sent to jail!" Glaring viciously at Lyndsay, she snapped, "He wantonly attacked our baby!" "Yeah dad," Scott sniffled, wiping a bleeding nose "I didn't do anything at all." His father looked very skeptical. "Well," David announced, "I doubt the police would be interested in a brawl between neighborhood kids." Then he looked at his wife, adding, "And they might arrest you, Julia for attacking a minor." "Arrest me?" she squealed, red faced with indignation. She turned a furious glare on 'Todd'. "I'm going to tell your mother... and will she ever punish you." Julia looked smug as she said, "I know her well. She's an obsessive control freak bitch... and for once I am glad!" Julia skipped back at the glare Lyndsay gave her. Her loving husband just laughed, "You'd better watch yourself, dear. Todd looked like he was going to punch you again." Then in a still amused tone, David said, "By all means, snitch to his mother. I'd love a break in our dull, refined area. It reminds me of the good old days playing football." He let out a faint sigh from the fond memories. Lyndsay grimaced, relieved when Mr. Long started to pull the others away. Then she started limping back into her own house. Mrs. Long had gotten in some well-aimed kicks to her shins. "I'm going to kill Todd for this," Lyndsay spat, "It's all his fault." --- Meanwhile, the real Todd was snuggled up to Jordan with a sultry smile on his borrowed face. He and Jordan had just spent a wonderful morning together, though he still had a hard time believing it. Sex was absolutely wonderful beyond words. Todd let out a contented sigh, deciding that he couldn't wait until he was older and could find a willing girl to try it with. He couldn't help but wondering how sex would be as guy, but for some reason he couldn't quite focus on it. Here and now was so wonderful. Jordan grinned at Todd and patted him lovingly on a well rounded rear. "How about fixing us some breakfast?" he teased, waiting for Lyndsay to explode. She hated being asked to put on any traditional role and was quite willing to snap at him for being asked to cook anything. But he was surprised when 'Lyndsay' smiled and kissed him and asked, "Pancakes or eggs?" Encouraged by that response and feeling a bit daring, Jordan responded, "How about both?" A minute later, a completely naked 'Lyndsay' went towards the kitchen with a smile on her lips. Jordan just stared, unable to believe it. However, he wasn't about to look a gift horse in the mouth. Between the night before and that morning, 'Lyndsay' had really lightened up, almost more than Jordan could believe. All he could think of was that perhaps the death of her EX had given her a sense of freedom... or perhaps just of mortality. Either way, she was a changed woman. Todd enjoyed himself while making breakfast, though it was one of the first times. Not the first time that he'd made breakfast as his mother had 'asked' him to make it for her more than a few times, not that she ever returned the favor. But it was about one of the few times that he was actually able to enjoy himself while doing so. "I can't believe it," he cheerfully whispered, hurrying to grab the ingredients. And after the pleasure of the night before, Todd was determined to give Jordan the best breakfast possible. Breakfast went over great and both Todd and Jordan enjoyed it. However, there was a dark cloud beginning to form in Todd's mind as he realized that this couldn't last. After all, he still had to go home and face his mother. Todd knew his mother would explode when he got home, so he dressed with care. He wore red stirrup pants and high shiny boots and a military type jacket. Then he put on make-up and styled his... or his mother's long hair carefully. Fortunately that had been covered in one of their lessons. Perfect. Also, he decided to ask Jordan to come in with him. Todd thought that it would be super cool to see how mom would behave - or at the very least, extremely interesting. When Todd returned home just a short while later, he was immediately confronted by Lyndsay who demanded, "Where have you been?" Her voice was filled with an icy anger as she carefully kept it in check. Then her jaw dropped as she noticed that he was dressed just the way she normally would have, and that he just smiled a cool smile at her. Jordan stepped inside right behind Todd, announcing, "Sorry sport, it's my fault. I just couldn't let your mother leave." Todd smiled and put his arm through Jordan's, thoroughly enjoying the sight of his mother's expression of horror. It was even better than he'd imagined. Then he took note of her bedraggled appearance. "You look like something the cat turned up his nose at," Todd exclaimed, using one of his mother's favorite sayings, "What have you been up to?" He couldn't believe that his mother actually flushed in embarrassment. But before Todd could say anything about it, the doorbell rang. Todd frowned, then gracefully walked over and opened it. He looked down on Mrs. Long, who was bout 6 inches shorted than Todd's now 5'10. "Your son wontedly attacked both my poor son and myself," Mrs. Long blurted out furiously, "I demand you punish him most severely." She touched her black eye in demonstration while her son Scott peeked around his mother's protective form. He was deathly afraid of Ms. McDonald as she would frighten the Frankenstein Monster or even Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Todd bit his lip to keep from laughing at the sight, not to mention the almost unbelievable situation. Then seeing an opportunity, he sternly turned towards his apparent son, demanding, "Well, what do you have to say for yourself, young man?" Todd looked at his mother, hands on shapely hips. Lyndsay shuffled her feet, never having felt so embarrassed or so powerless in her life. And she HATED it! "Scott started it," she said sullenly. "Did not," Scott protested. "Did too," Lyndsay argued back, "And then his