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Sister, Sister, Sister - Part 2
By Missy Crystal
I was trapped. Beth usually had an answer for everything, but this time
she was speechless. Susie was the only one that saw the humor of her
mother finding her big brother wearing her big sister's party dress. She
started giggling.
"Well," Mom said. "Aren't you going to introduce me?"
I had my back to the doorway and could see Mom's puzzled expression in
the mirror.
"Beth, what's going on?" she said in a sterner voice.
I figured, what the heck. Mom's going to find out sooner or later. I
slowly turned around to face her.
At first she didn't recognize me.
"Hello," she said. "I'm Beth's and Susie's mother. My name is Carol.
What's yours?"
"Hi Mom," I said.
Mom gave me a closer look.
"Johnny, is that you?"
I was surprised that her voice didn't sound angry. Maybe she would think
it was funny too, like Susie.
Then Beth spoke up. "I'm really sorry Mom. It's all my fault. Jenny, I
mean Johnny wanted to play Barbies with us and we didn't want a boy to
mess up the game. It was Barbie's wedding and we had everything all set
up and, well, anyway, I thought if I told Jenny, I mean Johnny, that he
had to wear girl's clothes if he wanted to play a girl's game he would
go away, but you know how stubborn he is. So then I gave him my pink
nylon panties and cammie. I didn't think he would put them on, but he
did. Then I got my frilliest party dress with the matching tights and
shoes. I was sure he wouldn't put them on, but he did. Then, after I got
him all dressed up he really did look like a girl and I had a pretty
little sister, instead of an annoying little brother. I guess I just got
carried away doing her, I mean his, hair and makeup; but then we had fun
playing Barbies."
"I see," said Mom quietly. "You do look pretty in your party dress,
Jenny. Please come over here."
I wasn't sure I heard Mom right. I thought she had said, "'your' party
dress" and called me "Jenny". She said, "please" too, so I guessed she
wasn't mad at me.
"Jenny, I don't want to speak your name more than once. Come over here
now!"
I slowly walked over to the doorway. My petticoats made a swishing sound
and the skirt of my dress bounced as I walked. I stopped about a foot
away from her.
"Stand still, Jenny" she said, and began to walk around me. "Hmm, very
nice. You did a good job with her hair and makeup Beth. I'm very
impressed. Did you have fun?"
Mom had said "her" and she was complimenting Beth on turning me into
Jenny.
"Thank you Mommy," Beth said. "Yes, it was lots of fun," she admitted.
"Jenny, what do you think about all of this?"
"Well," I said, "I guess it was okay. I had fun too. But I promise I
won't do it again. Really. It was just, well, it was just that I was
bored and I didn't want Beth to think she outsmarted me."
"Didn't she? You're the one in the dress," Mom said with a laugh.
Beth and Susie started laughing too. Then I started to laugh with them.
"I guess you're right. Can I go get undressed now?"
"Whatever for?" said Mom. "You look very pretty the way you are. Don't
you like your party dress?"
"Mom!" I said. "It's not mine, it's Beth's. She just dressed me up in
it. And I don't wear dresses. I'm a boy!"
"Oh, I see. Well you certainly don't look like a boy. You look like a
very pretty girl. And from what I could see when I walked in, you
enjoyed being a girl when you were playing with your sisters."
"Yes, that's true. I did enjoy myself. They're always doing girl stuff
together and I have nobody to play with. To tell you the truth, it's
been difficult being the only boy in the house."
"I know honey," said Mom reassuringly and gave me a hug. "It's been
difficult for me too raising a boy by myself." She paused and then
added, "You should have seen me trying to teach you to pee standing
up."
Beth and Susie started laughing.
"Mom! Please!"
Then Mom got serious. "You know, it really would be nice having three
girls. Would you like to keep on being Jenny?"
"Are you serious? You want me to be Jenny?"
"It's up to you honey. I don't want to make you do anything you don't
want to do, but, yes, I'd like Jenny to stay. Would you girls like to
have Jenny keep being your sister?"
"Yes," said Beth.
"Yes," said Susie.
"So, what will it be?" asked Mom. "You can take off your dress and put
on your boy's clothes and nobody will say anything more. Do you want to
do that?"
I thought for a moment. Jenny was special. Beth and Susie liked her and
I had fun spending time with them. Mom seemed to like her too. If I went
back to being a boy, things would not be the same.
"No, Mom. I really like being Beth's and Susie's sister."
"Wonderful. Then let's celebrate Jenny's birthday by going to the
mall."
"Mom," I said, "are you nuts? I can't go out as Jenny. What if somebody
recognizes me? It would be too embarrassing."
"Well, first of all young lady, I'm your mother and I almost didn't
recognize you. Second, nobody's going to be looking at you that closely.
Third, if people do see a family resemblance, we will just say that you
are my sister Karen's daughter who is visiting us for a while. Now,
let's not waste any more time. I had a hard day at work and I want to
relax at the mall with my daughters. I'm going to change out of my
uniform. Beth and Susie, you need to find something less conspicuous for
Jenny. Now hurry, it's six o'clock and the mall closes at nine."
Mom left and Susie turned to Beth. "What's 'conspickulous' mean?"
"Not 'conspickulous', silly," said Beth, "'conspicuous'. It means
something that makes people notice you, like wearing a party dress at
the mall. Now let's find an outfit for Jenny. How about a pair of jeans
and a cute top? That's what most girls wear to go shopping at the
mall."
"Well, I'm not 'most girls'. I think I would be better off with
something that didn't look like boy's clothes. Remember when you were
dressing me up and I asked you why I had to wear a dress to play Barbies
when you and Susie didn't. You said that you didn't have to dress as
girls, because you were girls, but I wasn't a girl so I did. It didn't
make sense then, but it does now. If I want people to believe I'm a
girl, I have to dress like a girl."
"My goodness," said Beth mockingly. "Our new sister Jenny has become a
fashion expert." She started to laugh. "But she's right. So let's see
what I can find. How about a miniskirt and sweater? With a little
makeup, I can make you look hot!"
"Beth, the only way I'd look hot is if I stuffed my bra like you."
"I beg your pardon, missy," Beth replied in mock anger. "If you weren't
my sister I'd scratch your eyes out for that remark." Then she laughed.
"How did you know?"
"Well, even a boy knows that girls don't grow boobies overnight."
"Hmm," she said. "And girls don't call them 'boobies', they're breasts.
It's not just clothes, hair, nails and makeup, you know. You have to
walk and talk and act like a girl too. I can see that Susie and I have a
lot of training to do."
"Okay, you can give me acting lessons later, but right now I need an
outfit. Mom told us to hurry or the mall will close."
"I thought you didn't want to go to the mall? Now you're in a rush to
get there? If I didn't know better, I'd think you were born a girl the
way you change your mind. But, let's see. Oh, I know. My new jean
jumper. It's perfect. I was going to wear it to school on Monday, but it
should fit you. Turn around so I can unbutton your dress. Susie, go to
my bureau and find a pair of red tights."
Beth quickly undid the little buttons at the back of the dress and I let
it slip off my arms and then drop to the floor. I stepped out of it and
was standing in my pink nylon tights and pink nylon camisole.
"What do you think you're doing, Jenny? Maybe boys don't care about
their clothes, but girls do. That dress is very delicate and has to be
dry-cleaned if you get it wrinkled. Please pick it up and put it on one
of the padded hangers."
As I was hanging up the dress, Beth had taken the jean jumper out of the
closet and was looking for a top. The jumper was black denim with red
stitching on the seams and the shoulder straps. It had a belt that was
attached at the sides and tied in back, defining the waist. Susie came
back with the red tights and Beth brought a red cotton top with a crew
neck and short sleeves.
"Here," Beth said, handing me the top. "Put this on first."
"Wait," said Beth. "Not like that. First put your hands inside and
spread open the neck so you can pull it over your head without mussing
your hair and getting makeup on it. Then put your arms in the sleeves.
Honestly, Jenny!" and she laughed.
I followed Beth's directions and did not let the material touch my face
or lips as I pulled it over my head. I forgot I was wearing lipstick and
I could see where a girl had to be careful not to get her makeup all
over her clothes when she was getting dressed.
I asked Beth, "Why don't girls do their hair and put on makeup after
they get dressed? Then they wouldn't have to worry."
"If you brush your hair when you're dressed, the hair gets on your
clothes. And putting on makeup is messy too. Some women do use a plastic
cape to keep their clothes clean, but it is uncomfortable spending an
hour all dressed up with a cape on while you put yourself together."
"Gosh, Beth, how do you know so much. Did Mom teach you all this?"
"Some, but remember Jenny, I've grown up wearing dresses and making
myself pretty. Sometimes I watch Mom and sometimes I see things in
magazines or on T.V. shows. A girl's looks are very important and we're
always trying to learn fashion tips and beauty secrets. Now enough of
this girl talk! Let's finish getting you dressed."
Susie handed me the red tights.
"Remember how I did it when I dressed you up? Bunch up one leg and then
point your toe and slip your foot in. Unroll the leg until it's below
your knee. Then do the same with the other leg. Once both legs are in,
stand up, hook your thumbs in the waistband and pull the panty up over
your waist. Then go back and smooth the legs up and tug on the waistband
until the crotch of the panty is snug. Go ahead, try it. The tights are
pretty heavy material. They won't run, but when you wear sheer
pantyhose, you have to be really careful."
I followed Beth's directions and to my surprise my first attempt at
putting on tights went perfectly.
Beth checked them out and said approvingly, "Are you sure you haven't
worn tights before? Have you been secretly trying on my clothes?"
I knew she was kidding, but wondered to myself why I hadn't thought of
it.
"Here, step into the jumper and pull the straps over your shoulders.
I'll adjust the buckles on the front and tie your belt. There. That
looks great. All we need are some shoes."
Beth handed me a pair of what at first looked like boy's loafers, but
the resemblance ended with the thick soles and chunky one and a half
inch heel. I slipped them on and stood up. They felt funny at first, but
after I walked a few steps I got used to having my foot arched.
"Let's see, have we forgotten anything?"
Beth took her brush and fluffed up my hair. Then she combed my bangs.
"Better freshen up your lipstick too. Oh, of course. What was I
thinking. A girl can't go out without her purse. You have to carry all
you girly stuff, especially when you start having your period."
"What are you talking about? I'm not going to have a period."
"Sorry, I forgot. I really am starting to think of you as my sister
Jenny. Anyway, here's a little red leather purse. It's very important to
coordinate your outfit with just the right accessories. We can put in
your lipstick and some tissues and a comb. No girl would go out without
a comb or brush to fix up her hair. And a mirror too. Now you're ready.
Oops, no. Not quite."
She went over to the makeup table and got a small spray bottle. She
spritzed some lilac scented perfume on me.
"Now you smell like a girl too. That's also important. Every girl has to
have her own scent. It drives the boys wild."
"Beth! I don't want to drive boys wild!"
Just then Mom called up. "What's keeping you girls. Come on or the mall
will close. Beth, Jenny, Susie, lets get going."
TO BE CONTINUED
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