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Darren's Dilemma Chapter Four The Shopping Expedition By Suzie Q Haff I awoke to the sound of a gurgling brook, chirping birds, and Jana calling me gently in the distance. She was bent kneeling over me. Her long hair was tickling my nose on purpose. Jana gently shaking me: "Darla dear... Wake up already!" I started to stir and she kissed me gently. "Good morning Little Sis." She tugs the leash. "I love you and now you are mine." How could I forget? "I have everything I need to make you become my sweet fairy, my little sissy, my slave lover and you will." She helped me up and hugged me for a long time then we kissed passionately. She lovingly removed the gloves then lead me by my leash to the bath room and then to the kitchen where I was told to get some coffee and sit next to her. The others were already in the kitchen eating breakfast. It was strange because they all seemed happy about me and actually treated me as one of them instead of as a boy. Cher're kissed and hugged me thanking me for relieving her frustrations. Tracey gave me this hungry unsatisfied look and said nothing. I got my coffee and sat down to fix my plate. On the table there were scrambled eggs, bacon, and toast. I tried to eat as daintily as they had taught me but was corrected lovingly several times. Jana: "Make a list of pool supplies and we will get them while we are at the mall." Darla stunned: "ah the mall?" Jana sweetly: "Yes dear. We are taking you shopping. You need more clothes that fit correctly." Darla big adrenalin rush: "I ah.. C can't d do that t." Jana: "Oh yes you can. You must try to overcome this silly fear of getting caught! Now, not another word! Up stairs, into the bath and shave all over please. By the way if I ever get rubbed raw from your stubble again I will have your body and facial hair permanently removed with a blue laser peel!" Can they do that? Her voice was still as sweet as sugar. "You may use my bubble bath and use my shampoo and conditioner. Do not forget to tie a towel around your head and use Skin So Soft all over. Now or I will make good on Mother's promise." She points towards the stairs and I winced deciding not to argue the issue because Mom's threat of red nails and pierced ears would get me into trouble with the guys. The girls had moved the cartons of computer components to my room but there was little time to take a peek while I tried to undress. I pulled off my panties and night shirt and then unhooked the garters and rolled my stockings gently off my feet. Learning to unhook the corset was the big task all by itself. I finally got the hang of sucking my gut in and pushing the center ribs together enough to release them. I stood and took several deep breaths and put my robe on. As I soaked, in the bubble bath, in our connected bathroom, I tried to get a handle on where I stood with Jana. Suddenly it finally set in about the pictures and video tapes. She is going to use them to blackmail me! Oh no! I am sunk! She said I was going to become her fairy and sissy lover! I must have sat there thinking about all of it for quite a long time. Jana calling from her room: "Did you like drowned or what? I bathed in Mom's shower." Darla: "No." I started shaving. Jana comes in, sweet voice: "Oh come on. Just shaving? Move it or we will be here all day! It is ten o'clock." I stopped wasting time and finished my legs and hair then patted dry and wrapped my hair in a turban like she taught me. Scrubbing my face with the brush, I really enjoyed its gentle massaging feeling. Jana sprayed me so liberally with Skin So Soft that I had to let it soak in and she handed me the Secret to use. She noticed I was chaffed from the corset and powdered me all over. She tied me up in another one of my satin corsets just like the other one only this one was pink. I was gasping for air as I put my nylons and panties on and stepped into my high heel slippers. I pulled on my robe and I was told to start drying my hair. I was corrected two or three times about how to make it look right. She just had to make me pose for another one of her damn pictures! The slip, she put on me, fit so snug that without the corset I never would have wiggled into it. Jana: "We are going to add to your new wardrobe. If you are going to be my sissy you will have to dress like I want you to sometimes." She was just sliding into her slip and told me to watch as she applied her makeup and explained everything about what she was doing and why. Also explained were the differences between our skin tones, facial features, and eye colors. Mine are light blue and hers are hazel. Her hair is currently blonde but real color is medium brown and mine is black. Then she sat me down and only explained what to do. I was coaxed to do it all. I knew where every mistake was and tried to fix them all. I had to cream my lipstick off six times before I got it right and had to touch up my base each time. Jana giggling: "Did you see the mistakes I made yesterday?" I shook my head no and mouthed it as well. "Well I can not see yours either. The trick is to give an illusion that distracts people from seeing the truth. No woman wants anyone to see what is really there." Darla: "So makeup is just a lie!" Jana raised eyebrows: "Isn't it grand? It's all about impressions and changing your mood or persona. You can be a bossy bitch or just a sweet little innocent twit. It's all in your makeup and how you present yourself." You know as a sister she could be pretty cool! I mean here she was giving away some of the most sacred secrets of being a girl. Well maybe?. There was a blue denim dress that zipped in the front and fit pretty snugly. It was sleeveless and stretchy. Jana told me to decide on one of her pink belts and then to put the pink mule sneakers on for now. Darla timidly: "Where all are we going?" Jana in total surprise: "Oh. So now the little fairy wants to know? Are we beginning to show interest? Well, we need to go to Fancy Fanny's for some dresses, then Pearl's, maybe Girl Friends, Tom McCann, and The Sole. We are going to get you outfitted." Darla: "Who are we?" Jana: "Why Tracey, you, and I. We have to drop Cher're off to meet her Dad. New Mustang, remember? Hm. Lets do lunch at the White Lace Caf?." This is a place where mostly women gossip over lunch or tea and cakes. Darla timidly: "I am really scared of this! I hope my heart can take it! What if..." Jana hugs and gently kisses me and tries to instill confidence. Jana: "Trust me; you are going to be just fine. Watch us and remember your lessons sitting, walking, eating, and talking. Try to do everything gently. Now put your makeup in your bag and let's go!" She put the pink patent leather dog collar on me then sprayed Charlie perfume all over me. "Lots of girls wear stuff like this. You and only we girls know it marks you as mine! Hand cr?me and make your bed dear." She snapped a picture before she would let me leave. Tracey and Cher're had used Mom's bathroom and were ready and waiting. Cher're: "Thanks for loaning me the dress." She pecked Jana on the cheek. I wonder are all girls this way? Tracey: "Darla dear, you make a very convincing girl. You are like so pretty." Darla: "Well I hope that everyone else is as convinced as you guys are." I pretended to fan my face with dainty short strokes and gently sighed as though I was exasperated. They all cracked up. Cher're giggling: "If you carry yourself that way all day no one will ever know!" We dropped Cher're off at noon and her dad was waiting for her. He opened the door for her and looked straight at me, then asked if I was a new member of her crowd. Cher're: "Oh yea Dad. This is Darla. She is new around here. Please do don't play twenty questions." We said our goodbyes as he closed the door and we headed for the shopping complex. I remember trying to get into a female frame of mind, whatever that was. I allowed my mind to recall the quiet woods on the disk. I closed my eyes and could hear the bees buzzing and birds chirping. I felt a car door close and realized we were there. I got out turning in my seat and setting my feet gently on the ground and pulled myself out. Jana gave me a very approving smile as we gathered behind the car. Jana took my hand and we headed straight for Carlotta's. I felt as though everyone was staring at me. "They all can tell." I worried to myself. Then as we got to the mall entrance a boy about twelve opened the door for us. As we walked away I could hear him tell his friend "Did you see that chick with the black hair? What a fox!" Jana and Tracey giggled softly. Darla whispering to Jana: "Everyone is staring at me! They know." Jana quietly: "No they don't! Did you not hear that boy? He thinks you're a fox! Everyone else just sees a pretty girl. Now try to relax and have fun. Remember you are Darla!" Carlotta's is a women's foundation shop. If it goes underneath your dress she has it in every style, every color, and can have it fitted to you while you wait! She is a corset maker who loves her work. If this woman cannot make you look right there is no hope. We entered and this medium height very, very curvy lady with large breasts came up to us. Her black hair hung in long free curls to her mid back. Her eyes were done very dramatically in dark colors and her lashes were long and curly. This woman's lips were painted bright red and her perfume got there before she did. She was wearing a tight, knee length, black skirt and a sleeveless, white, satin blouse with a V neckline. On her feet was a pair of black, patent leather, very high heels. This outfit was complimented with Sterling silver jewelry that had been inlaid with turquoise. The earrings were long and touched her shoulders. There was a pendant and multi band bracelet also. Carlotta: "Jana! Tracey! How are the two of you? Jana your mother tells me you are studying Cosmetology. This is good because you have always had the gift of applying makeup." Jana: "Oh College is out a sight! I am learning hair at the present. Mother sends her love." Carlotta patted me on the back and then turned me to her and took my hands and lifted them up and out: "This has to be your special project Darla. Well Darla your sister is making good progress with you. We have much to do. Come." We followed her into her special fitting room to be measured like never before. First I was stripped to my foundations and then was measured from neck to toe. Jana held my hand at my insistence which made me feel as though she was on my side even though I had my doubts. Carlotta: "Don't run off! I will return." Jana tenderly: "Stop shaking dear. She is going to mold you into a shapely girl." I just swallowed. What worried me the most was Carlotta realizing I wasn't a girl. I stood there cold and shaking mostly from nerves. When she returned, in her arms were several boxes. She said that since I didn't have "boobs" I would have to wear gel inserts to fill out the "C" cups. Carlotta retied me and I struggled for air. Once the inserts were in the cups I felt heavy in the front. She stood back and motioned for me to turn around. This one fit perfect. Carlotta: "Now get dressed and let's see what it does for all of you!" I looked in the full length tri mirror and I looked like a teenage girl! I ran my hands under my breasts and down to the garters. I noticed my lipstick was faded and got it out of my purse and touched up in the mirror. I forgot for those few seconds they were watching. When I turned Jana was grinning like a Cheshire cat. Tracey was standing with her jaw wide open. Carlotta: "Yes. He ah she is very pretty! The leather neck piece is just the right touch!" Jana used Mom's credit card and we were on our way to Fancy Fanny's. As we walked along the courtyard window shopping, I was trying to get used to having breasts. You can't see your feet without additional effort and judging distance changes also. Then there is the constant jiggling and the weight difference may be small but changes your balance! Then there is just the sensuous feeling of looking at your refection in the store windows. My senses were in total over load. Jana: "I am proud of the way you handled yourself in Carlotta's. The lipstick thing was like so precious! What made you do it?" Tracey: "Do you really like those boobs better?" Darla: "Ah yea. They feel much more comfy than those foam forms and force me to balance in a feminine way. My lipstick was just faded and needed to be refreshed." They laugh. Jana: "She likes scrubbing here face with my face brush too!" Tracey: "Corsets? Comfy? Face brush? Boy? Darren? Lipstick thing? This is getting really spooky! Is there a full moon?" I knew I had to get them on my side if I was going to make it thru the day. Especially that damned Tracey! Darla starts to tear softly: "I give up with you two! You complain no matter what and laugh at me for trying my hardest! I tell Jana I am in love with her and I have to pay some terrible price!" Jana putting her arm around me and almost whispers: "No, no darling! We were merely making an observation and trying to pay a compliment. Please stop your makeup will run." She kissed my ear. "Trust me when I say the price is one you will enjoy!" Then she smiled from the corner of her mouth. Tracey sighs: "Oh for Pete's sake! I was just kidding. Come on now." Darla bats her eyes with a sullen face: "Well OK. But this is hard for me." Jana: "Tracey and I promise. So let's walk on to Fanny's. OK? Promise her Tracey." Tracey truly sympathetic: "Little Sis I promise I will not hurt your feelings again. I did not think you were like, so really sensitive!" This turned the tables really well! Hm. Jana had been right this morning and fell prey to her own trickery. I wondered if I could ever pull this off again. I began to feel better, almost proud of myself, especially since this corset was squeezing me but not cutting me in half. In fact it and my breasts were really turning me on! Fancy Fanny's is a dress shop like no other. All they specialize in is dresses, skirts, blouses, and suites. There is nothing else to distract you. They already knew what my size was by the dress I had on so they started picking up this and that as we passed by rack after rack. I modeled first this and then that. I cannot to this day remember anything I tried on in there because it was a blur until Jana's cell phone rang. Jana: "Hey baby doll! We are at Fanny's. Sure we need to eat anyway. White Lace Caf?? Fifteen minutes. Get us a table. Smooches!" She put her phone up. "Little Sis, I want you to pick out at least four. See any thing that you like?" Telling me to pick makes this a command I must obey. Later on I will have to admit to liking and picking a dress and she will use this against me. I pretended to ponder for time to think. My life was going to be miserable if I didn't. So I selected four flower print dresses that I really did think were pretty and two I thought Jana would like to see me in from what she said about them. She picked several other skirts and blouses with Tracey's help that she said were just good ole stand byes. We paid and headed for the caf?. Jana: "I know I am pushing a bit but you like the white one with the purple orchids because that is your favorite flower huh?" Tracey astonished: "Orchids!?" Jana smiles: "Yes in deedy! Mother and I have been given very pretty Christmas corsages with a huge orchid in them for three years. We get them for our birthdays too." Darla sighs: "So what is the big deal? They are delicate, fragile, and have a pretty, feminine, fragrance and remind me of Mom and Ja..n..a." I cringed because I knew I had let out a feminine secret. Tracey still amazed: "I never! There is sweetness in you after all." Darla: "Jana please inform this tomboy pest that am not the emotionless ass that she obviously thinks I am." Jana very softly so only we can hear: "Everything is true. He walks around acting like Tarzan and smelling like Cheetah: however under his macho facade and chest beating is Jane. He is a very sensitive and lovable person and you know that I call him Brat Brother affectionately not as a dig. He is anything but a brat! We are here. Everyone straighten up." The White Lace Caf? is a, real frilly lady's, place. The walls are white birch paneling from the floor to about four feet high. Then from the paneling up they are painted pink with real white lace over top. The tables are covered with pink linen and white lace table cloths. The parlor style chairs have pink leather cushions. The waitresses wear pink uniforms with lacy ruffled pinafore aprons and a lacy nurse style cap. There isn't a man or boy anywhere in this place, which can be seen anyway. Jana spoke to the ma?tre d' who had been expecting us and showed us to the table. I sat between Cher're and Jana with Tracey across from me. A waitress brought menus and water and waited patiently for us to order. Jana: "Darla dear, my suggestion for you is to try the tuna salad plate. Trust me Baby. It has only things you like." She gave me a sisterly look and loving pat on the shoulder so I trusted her. The others ordered salads of sorts. Jana had to fill Cher're in on the shopping so far. Cher're winked at me and said I looked great referring to my new boobs. Next Cher're went on and on about her pink Mustang! Let's see, white interior, sunroof, mag wheels, 5.0 liter V8, 5 speed transmission, CD player with surround speakers, and on and on. Cher're is older than the rest by four or five years and is about to complete her engineering degree. Now you know why her father bought her the car. Lunch passed without a hitch. I tried to remember all of the eating lessons that had recently been hammered into me but got corrected several times anyway. Jana was right about the tuna plate. It had been scooped like with an ice cream scoop. There was a scoop of tuna salad, egg salad, and two pear halves all on lettuce. I cleaned the plate and was informed later that was very rude. I had begun to relax but the lunch grand finale was at hand. Jana excuses herself: "Come to no mans land with me and freshen up Little Sis, please?" She took my hand, so what was I supposed to say? What would you say if you were me without making a scene because the last thing I wanted was to draw more attention to myself? Darla shocked coughs: "Um. OK! Please excuse me." I stood, straightened, and put my bag on my shoulder. Jana as we enter the lady's room: "All of your new dresses are like so peachy!" She checks and no one else is in there. "Gotta go? Now's your chance dear." I went into a stall and pulled my dress up and pulled my panties down. I could not believe how bad I had to go! Another lady came in and opened the stall where I was! I did my best to cover up. Woman: "Oh my. I am so sorry dear. Goodness, this latch is broken. Please excuse me." She went into another stall. I wiped but it was really difficult with my corset holding me rigid and not being able to see around my breasts. I washed my hands and quickly brushed my teeth at Jana's command. I applied a fresh coat of pink berry and blotted. Jana took out the hand lotion for us to use. The woman came to the sink just as Jana and I were about to leave. Woman: "I surely hope you don't think badly of me dear." This was a middle age business woman with a warm smile, permed brown hair, dark blue suite, black heels, and lots of makeup. Darla clearing throat: "No ma'am. I think someone should fix that fool lock though!" Woman giggles: "I am going to make certain they do. You two are so pretty! What are your names?" Jana smiles: "I am Jana and this is my sister Darla Perkins." Woman: "I am Madam Vanessa the owner. Now where has the name, Perkins, come up before?" Jana: "Mother comes here all time! You may know her. Alex Perkins?" Madam Vanessa thinks: "But of course, the real-estate lady. She is very lucky to have such fine daughters. Back to work! You come see me the next time you come in. Please?" She turned and left and I almost died! Jana takes my hand: "Little Sis you are doing really well for a first outing. Don't let this little event scare you to death. You are shaking all over. Deep breath, maintain and now onward to the shoes!" We found our way back and the rest used the john. We went to pay the bill only to find Madam Vanessa would not allow us to and told us to return any time. We had to explain to the others what had transpired and they laughed as I told my side. I was a nervous nightmare when we got to Tom McCann Shoes. A man, that looked to be about twenty two or three, came over to us and asked what we needed and Jana told him. Jana: "Little Sis needs to be sized first. She is wearing those but they hurt her feet." Salesman took off my left shoe and placed my foot on a foot gage: "7 ? medium." Then he looked inside the shoe. "Well these are narrow. That's a no brainer! OK High heels matt finish or patent?" Jana: "Well she needs black, white, red, and dark blue, plain and simple, just see what you can come up with." He tried several pairs on me and Jana made me walk all over in every pair. I swear this guy was catching on because he rarely took his eyes off of me. To make a long story short we bought six pairs of Heels and three sandals. She made me decide which style of sandals I liked best. They all had high heels. Jana: "You're sure that you like those best?" I nodded. Then Jana couldn't stand him staring at me any longer. Jana giving him a suspicious look: "Is there a reason you keep staring at my sister?" Salesman clears throat: "She is the prettiest lady I have had the privilege of fitting for at least two months. Miss please, forgive me. I do not want you to think I'm creepy or something. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable." Jana: "The prettiest in two months? Oh come now. I'll bet you say that to all the pretty girls." Salesman with sweat beads forming on his forehead: "No ma'am, only the truly special ladies." Now I had to know what made me that special, because enquiring minds have to know! I do not know what made me ask this next, however it took all my nerve to do this like a girl. I guess I just wanted to see if he was for real. Darla soft and sexy: "Really? What makes me so special?" Jana had been holding my hand and squeezed it so hard I had to look at her and she gave me this stern look. I had to find out if this guy was genuine because if he believed it then everyone would believe. Salesman: "You are just so gorgeous! You smell nice like an orchid." Now this sent a rush of heat through my body making me perspire. Darla sweetly blushing: "Thank you." Jana sighs: "You should wear the white sandals." I started to change into them. Salesman starts to help: "Please allow me." The others were pretending to be shopping and giggles could be heard in the background. Darla: "My name is Darla and you are?" He was very gentle as he put my shoes on my feet. Jana poked me in the ribs with her elbow when he isn't looking. Salesman grins: "Antonio. You can call me Tony like my friends do. At least I hope you are my friend." Tony rang up our purchases and Jana handed him Mom's credit card. Darla: "Well Tony, you certainly appear to be nice person and your expertise has been an enormous help." I already knew this but asked anyway. "Where would a girl go to get pretty tennis shoes?" Tony: "The Sole Store. Please come back soon and ask for me." Jana was in a hurry and I was trying to keep up as she dragged me out of sight of the store! I almost fell three times! She sat me on the edge of the fountain in the center of the mall and the others caught up. Jana sternly pokes her finger in my face: "Have you lost your mind? Flirting with that guy? What if he is a rapist or some kind of pervert with a shoe fetish! We will not have any more of that! Do you hear me?" I nodded yes and she kissed me gently then smiled. "Shoe salesmen get paid to be nice." Darla almost whispers: "I just wanted to know if he was for real. He compared me to an orchid! If he can't tell then no one can tell!" She gave me this blank stare and then gave this little smile cocked to left and you could tell she was trying to avoid laughing. Jana kisses my ear and whispers: "You learn to fast! You are going to be better at being a girl then most girls." Now there is something I really wanted to hear! NOT! Cher're: "Well I thought he was cute. Darla you did just fine. That guy would have lain down and begged you to walk over him, in your new heels, if you asked him to!" Tracey the cynic: "Men and boys are all full of crap, except you maybe. In fact you are turning out to be sort of cool!" Jana: "Don't encourage her you guys!" Jana took my hand and was teaching me quietly to be a little prissy. Legs close together, try to put one in front of the other, or at least fairly close, turn slightly to gain a longer step. I was also thinking about Madam Vanessa and Tony as we walked. The illusion created by my clothing and makeup was telling everyone's brain they saw a girl. Jana was right about illusions and makeup. People believe what they see and hear. Cher're and Tracey were behind us laughing about something and having fun. I decided to try and have fun with the rest of the day, if you can call shopping fun. Jana and I stood looking at the display window and there was this pair of pink and blue walking sneakers with a bit of a heel. Cher're and Tracey were oohing and ahing about what they saw further down. We went in and were greeted by a middle aged lady that acted like she couldn't care less about being there. Jana: "We would like to see the pink and blue walking sneakers, the ones in the window, in a 7 ?M please." She took us to where they were and got my size and pointed to a chair for me to try them on. This broad needed a serious attitude adjustment. However the sneakers were a perfect fit. They were nylon lined and felt really comfy. Jana found a pink and white pair just like them. We purchased both. I begged Jana to let me wear them but she refused saying I needed lots of practice in heels. Cher're and Tracey made a trip to the car to dump things while we headed to Pearl's. Pearl's was another woman's shop that specialized in undies. We entered and this place filled with panties, bras, slips, and girdles. I guy could get lost in here and never be heard from again! Jana went straight to a corner and picked up several pairs of the same Lycra Spandex panties like the ones I was wearing in red, blue, black, pink, purple, and white. She found several spandex camisoles in assorted colors and made me try on several slips. All of this dressing and undressing was wearing me down. The others had caught up and were milling around looking at this and that. Jana: "I think we have finished for now. I will share jewelry and other accessories for the time being. You need your own wallet and bag. What do you not like about that one?" We were at the checkout counter. Now this was a really loaded question. This thing was large enough to be used for overnight travel or a bowling ball! However I had to be careful here or it could be just something else used to intimidate me. So I tried to carefully think this thru. Let's remember also that girls do not have or use the pockets they do have. They use a change purse or dump it in their bag. There bag carries what guys stick in their pockets plus some other stuff. Darla: "Well this thing is really bulky. I mean so like I am not camping. There is only one place to put things is in there, only who knows how long it will take to dig it out next? So like who belonged to this monster first?" Jana giggles handing over the credit card: "Well Mother bought it for me and after several months I opted for something new. Then she decided she wanted it and used it for a while. I reclaimed it to carry curlers in and emptied it a couple of days ago for you to borrow." She whispers. "My intent was to frustrate you by making things difficult." Darla: "You achieved that goal. I think something with pockets for every thing and a reasonable size would be really nice." Jana: "There is a store that has handbags, wallets, and luggage. You know every thing leather sort place. Mother buys handbags there all the time." Darla: "Can we take the elevator?" Jana giggles: "Anything for Little Sis." Great! I thought I was pitching her a curve ball. Ok, ok I know, I am writing my own epitaph by not resisting. At least so far today she has not gotten up in my face and demanded total control. Mom is not here to administer correction with her crop either, although I am here. Hm?. Some of it I like, some of it is not so bad and some was not as bad as I thought it was going to be. What the hell am I saying?! I am losing it! If Jeff and Don saw me now I'd be marked for certain death! Jana sweetly: "Here we are." She had to grab my arm to pull me out of my nightmare. "Are we ok Little Sis?" Darla: "Yea. I was just thinking about some things." The four of us walk in and the ladies bags are on the left and there are hundreds. We spread out to search for my bag, or so I thought. I was looking along the wall at some I thought were interesting because they had a wallet, change purse, key ring, and several other accessories included. There was a black set that had a makeup case, wallet, change purse, and key ring. There were several other pockets and even one for a cell phone, should I be so lucky to obtain such a device. The keys had a Velcro patch just on the inner top edge. It zipped at the top and had room for all sorts of stuff. Most importantly it didn't stick out five feet from me. In fact empty it was sort of flat. Jana was really impressed when she looked into it and asked were I found it so she could get one also. Jana: "That is a really cool bag. Way to go Sis! Mercy, it is Six thirty! What time does The Swimming Hole close?" Darla: "Seven." Cher're found a bag that was pink and white to match her car. We paid for the bags and made a hurried walk for the car. Jana told Cher're and Tracey we would see them later. We made The Swimming Hole with ten minutes to spare. Darla nervous: "These people know me so you stick close." Jana: "Give me the list." I pulled it from my hand bag. "Just stay in the background. You are my friend from college." Jana walked to the counter and the lady started to gather the algaecide, filter sand, chlorine tablets, ten pounds of shock, and ph plus. We had to put the clothes in the back seat to make room for the pool stuff. Neither Shirley nor Sam recognized me, thank God! We got home and dumped all the clothes on my bed. We had decided working together would make each task go more quickly. We pulled the plugs to allow the air mattresses time to deflate. I went to her car and retrieved the algaecide and poured it all around the edges of the pool and turned the pump on. I found it easier to squat then bend over. When I bent over the extra weight was hard to counter balance and the heels made me bend further then normal. Squatting also kept my legs together and a more lady like action. Do I care about that? As I walked around the pool practicing the waking motions Jana had taught me, I noticed that the heels force you to walk sexy anyway. As a matter of fact all of the clothes together worked to make me feel sexy and act sort of girly. Dressing as a girl also puts your senses into overload making you notice the most insignificant details about yourself. Back in the kitchen we rested and had a glass of ice tea. We tackled the living room working together folding blankets and the mattresses. I vacuumed and Jana picked up the TV trays and took them to the kitchen. By eight thirty the dish washer was humming and no one would ever know we had a party. Jana: "So what shall we do for supper? I am not cooking!" I went to the freezer and looked. "Hey, I have a plan." She gets the phone and dials. "Hi girl. Yea I know. I'll buy dinner if you'll bring it here. Ok, an hour? Smooches!" She hangs up the phone. "Cher're is going to get KFC." Darla: "Where are we going to put those clothes?" Jana: "In your closet." Darla: "There is no way Jose'. They won't fit!" Jana smiles: "Sure they will. Come I will show you." She went straight to my chest of drawers and took out all my under pants and T shirts. She put five pairs of my best socks to one side. My PJ's went and so did my sweats. She put the socks in the top drawer. By the time she was thru I had four empty drawers and one half empty. She then put my corsets, nylons, camisoles, slips, and the knight shirts she had given me in the drawers folded very neatly. She through everything in my closet except for five shirts, my three best pairs of jeans, and my Nike sneakers into garbage bags. We put it all in the attic. Jana batting her lashes: "This closet looks large enough now." I started hanging things up and picked up a dress with daisies on it that I had selected. It was sleeveless with a flared skirt, Peter Pan collar and rope belt. Jana: "Those daisies look so pretty with your black hair and white sandals. I have this set of jewelry that is daisies that will go perfect with it! I am so glad you picked that one!" See what I mean? She is going to use this against me. I was hanging the last dress when we heard a knock and Jana went to investigate. She called me for supper and I went into our bath and washed my hands, then put hand lotion on as I had been taught with out even thinking about it! I went down stairs and thru the swinging door. Jana just glanced at me: "Go freshen that lipstick! Now young lady! You have got to learn to check up on yourself." I crossed my arms under my new boobs and went to my room for my bag and to Jana'sdressing table were I did a proper fix. I went back down to the kitchen and they were waiting for me. Now this was a first. They would not have waited for Darren to wash up. They were gabbing about the day's events. I sat between Jana and Cher're. Jana: "That is much better Darla. Mother is really much tougher than I am and will drive you insane with looking perfect all the time. Trust me I have been there and to this day she gets after me." Cher're: "The salesman brings the car up front and it runs out of gas ten feet from me! He turned eight shades of red. Dad broke out into a loud laugh while the salesman fell over himself making calls trying to get someone to bring him gas on a Saturday. He apologized at least two hundred times." We were laughing hysterically. Jana: "Darla what was that all about with you and Tony in the shoe store?" Tracey: "I gotta hear this." Darla: "It occurred to me that he never suspected I was really a boy. So when you asked why he was staring and he said because I was so pretty I just had to know if he was for real. You can say what you like but that guy was sweating bullets when I asked why I was so special and he compared me to an orchid. Most guys think of orchids as very special. If he only knew the truth! Anyway between Tony and Madam Vanessa I figured out that no one could tell I was a boy." Jana smiles: "I am proud of you dear. You are really doing well. Tony is probably an ok guy but, in the future, you should exercise more restraint." Tracey: "I never realized you have such tender pretty thoughts about women. What are your thoughts about Cher're?" Darla thinks: "She reminds me of a Barbie Doll with brains and talent. She is smart but very pretty. Actually she is quite sexy but it is not hard to be friends with her. She also does not try to make you feel inferior. She has helped me with my math and science but I never feel stupid around her. Cher're can make you show your better qualities without running you into the ground first. She is a caring and loving friend." Cher're: "I never thought of myself as being Barbie Doll pretty. I am not graduating with honors just graduating so I am not that smart. I have known you have lovely thoughts for a long time. You always compliment the way I look and treat me very much like a lady." Tracey: "And Jana?" Darla: "Well she and Mom are my orchids. The plant is very strong willed and survives winters worst. The flower is delicate and very pretty crying out to be nurtured and cared for. Under that pushy, smart ass facade is a sweet caring girl that needs to be loved." Jana: "Tracey you don't want to know! You screw around with his ego to much." Tracey: "But you blackmail him into doing all sorts of kinky stuff! Last night was a classic." Jana: "That video tape gives me total control of Darla'schoices! Blackmail is such an ugly word! He thrives on my domination because he is in love with me. If he really didn't want to obey my commands he wouldn't. I have suspected his feelings for almost a year. He finally fessed up yesterday after I dragged it from his pink painted lips." She puts my hand on the table then gently lays hers on mine. "Remember we are only related by marriage; therefore he and I..... well, you figure it out! Tracey you try to compete with him like you were a boy and want him to believe you know everything he does. You should never bullshit a professional, and Darren is definitely a pro bull shit artist as are all boys. He knows that you don't know. No one except our Father knows computers like my Brat Brother!" She kissed my ear gently sticking her tongue into it momentarily. I recalled earlier today when Jana said she called me that affectionately! Then she whispers in my ear just slightly above her breath. "I love you too." She then moved her chair next to mine and draped her arm around me. I turned to face her and she gazed into my eyes for what seemed to be an hour. "What Dear?" She put her finger across her lips. "Shhhhh...." Where is Bob Barker when you need him? It's time to play Truth or Consequences. Do women play cat and mouse games like this all the time? Ok, honesty is good but holy true confessions Batman! Now I know why she is demanding total control of me! I can't believe this! A girl, no young woman, four years older than me has just told me she loves me and I have to spend the entire summer dressed as her little sister! What did I do to end up in this dilemma? The real question is how do I get Mom to let me out? Tracey: "My sorry father beat my mother and I daily. He raped both of us in a drunken rage on several occasions and then vanished. That was ten years ago. I was only eight years old. So I am sorry if I appear to have an attitude about men and boys." She started to cry and Jana went to her and held her for a long time. I reached across the table and took her hand and she started to pull it back and then suddenly changed her mind and grabbed mine very tightly. "Darren I am..." Darla: "If you apologize I will never allow you into my computer again." Tracey still sobbing: "Huh?" Darla Darren's voice: "You heard me. If you apologize there will be no more NASCAR powder puff events. No more comparing Tomb Raider notes. And there will be absolutely no more using my computer to do your homework! My buds don't have to apologize for being human after all there is a limit!" Tracey at a loss for words: "Ok. So what do I say then?" Cher're: "Why say anything at all? Why not just learn about yourself and others and make adjustments? After all we are all friends, even Darla and Darren." Jana: "Now there's a concept! Cher're be a dear, please make some tea." Tracey pulls me to her and I moved to where she was sitting. Then she hugged me really hard still crying in my ear for several minutes. Tracey: "I wish I had a Brat Brother as sweet as you." Cher're puts cups on the table. Darla in Darren's voice: "Why wish? You have had one for several years. You just need to pay more attention." Her death grip on my neck lightened as she kissed my cheek. Tracey smiled: "Ok. That is it! You have really done it now! You have made a believer out me. You are stuck with me. Are you happy now?" She kissed me very sweetly on the lips. Jana: "Only if you are Sweetheart." The tea kettle whistled and Jana poured hot water in everyone's cup. Darla: "This is beginning to sound like a soap opera." Cher're: "For real, The Sisters Grimm." We all took our places again and Jana and I put an arm around each other. I started to complain about having to be Darla. Jana: "How many guys do you know have tried on clothes in a girl's dressing room? How many have been in and used a ladies room? How many have gotten to watch their sister change? How many have three older girls for friends? Well I think you are a really blessed little dude!" Cher're: "How many have kissed a twenty four year old woman's crotch and made her happy? How many are a member of their sister's social ring and loved by all of the members?" Jana: "We are going to make this a summer to remember!" I was certainly positive of that! Cher're glancing at her watch: "I have to run girls. Eleven thirty! I have two more finals this next week and I have to study hard. Tracey dear I'll drop you off but we must get a move on." We gathered their belongings and all walked to the front door. Hugging and kissing goodnight. Tracey pointed at me: "I have let you in. Please don't screw it up." Darla: "N E V E R. Never! Buds are for life." Jana locking the door: "Where does the time go? Let's get ready for bed and snuggle all night again!" We secured the downstairs and went up to our rooms changing into our night clothes. I went to her room and cr?med my makeup off as she did hers. We brushed our teeth and decided on her bed. We wiggled under the covers and started to talk. Darla: "How long have you known?" Jana: "Known what? That you were in love with me? Remember Max?" Darla in Darren's voice: "The ass hole I almost beet to death with my baseball bat Max? The guy I chased down the driveway Max? Good ole sewer breath and B.O. from hell Max? How could I forget such a real regular kind o' guy?" Jana giggles: "You said you loved me more then all the guys I had dated put together. You have been as sweet as milk chocolate to me ever since. No matter what I did to you, you just showed love for me by submitting to all my threats and manipulations. You even dressed like a girl for me last Christmas. I am as in love with you as you are me." Darla: "So that is what you meant when you said I had screwed things up. I wasn't supposed to give in so easy. What is this terrible price I'll have to pay?" Jana: "You are now my sissy love toy. My pretty little bitch lover! From now on if you need sexual relief you will come to me and if I want to relieve you I will. Otherwise you'll just have to suffer. So it will be to your benefit to keep me happy." She turns very serious. "Do not let me ever catch you playing with yourself without permission!" The way she said this sent cold chills down my spine. After using the hand cr?me and donning the gloves, we snuggled and I put the ear phones in and started subliminal disk #1. We kissed for a while and then she snuggled to my back wrapping those long legs and arms around me. I looked back over the whole day and decided I must really look like a girl, because Tony did not know I am a guy and Shirley in the pool supply shop did not recognize me at all! Then there is Madam Vanessa and she was fooled too. My confidence was building slowly and soundly as the ocean sounds made me drift off and Jana gently kissed me between the shoulders. I guess I will serve Mother and Jana like a good sissy. Little did I know this was not the real plan! To be continued in Chapter five; Dad Comes Home