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The further adventures of Celia (Celia meets her mom and finds a girlfriend) By Robin Y. This story contains scenes with young girls smoking. There have been comments on previous stories from Ladies who are displeased and do not think young girls should be portrayed as smokers. Ladies, I agree that it is habit filled with perils and disadvantages, but the reality is that young girls do experiment with cigarettes. I try to limit the subject to applications where it serves a purpose in painting a portrait of the girl or in some cases her benefactor and/or situations where it contributes to the ambiance of the story scene. In this story our heroine is confronted about it by her mother (at the end of the story) when she tells Celia she is not pleased to hear of his/her new habit. Watch for future episodes where Celia and her mother attempt to quit (we'll see if they are successful or not). As I go forward in other stories the girls who smoke will have to address some of the problems associated with the habit and I will try to be fair and balanced weaving it into the story line. That said! This is FICTIONmania! I understand having your mood burst in the middle of a story by something that breaks your vision, but I am not good enough to be honest and still meet everyone's desires. Ladies and girls, I truly do appreciate all your comments....they help me to mold formats which I hope reach one and all (although I am fully aware that not everyone has the same interests or experiences as me). When your head reaches the pillow tonight, I hope that something I said resonates with you and leads you into sweet dreams that bring a smile when you wake. Robin My name is Charles Johnson and I was thirteen when I first ran into trouble with my mother. I was spending time at my cousin, Jolene's house (she is fifteen and almost sixteen) because her parents were out of town for several days. The previous day Jolene caught me in my mother's high heels and wearing lipstick. I was initially mortified, but Jolene comforted me and instead of being judgmental she chose to help me have some fun with it. Jolene confessed that she was a lesbian and we spent an evening at her house with her girlfriend Ashley and Ashley's young brother, Rick. If you want more detail leading up to this episode read The Adventures of Celia. PS ...Celia is the name Jolene gave me and I must admit I liked it much more than Charles. As the sun shed light on the room and my eyes opened I immediately realized I was in someone else's bed. I sat up with a start and realized I was in Jolene's room and her bed. The previous evening's events flooded back into my consciousness and I felt the silky nightie that surrounded me. It was true....not just a dream. Certainly I had awakened from some very interesting dream where I was with a young woman at a formal dance of some kind. I was dancing and looked at my dance partner who was beautifully made up with her hair done up on top of her head. She was wearing a frilly pink dress and she looked like one of the models in a bridesmaid catalog. Then, when the dance ended and we walked off the dance floor I realized that I was also in a dress and heels. That was when I woke up. As I was getting out of the bed Jolene walked in. "Hey sleepy head. Did you sleep alright?" "Yes....I had some interesting dreams, too. I want to talk, but I've got to go to the bathroom," I pleaded. "I don't know if you drink coffee, but I've made some. I am going to have a cup....if you want some come to the kitchen when you finish with your business. Oh and there are slippers in my closet on the floor and you can wear the same robe you used yesterday ....if you want to?" I managed to make it to the toilet and sat down quickly and almost immediately, I heard the familiar tinkling as my 'business' splashed in the bowl water. When I finished, I found the bag I brought and took out my toothbrush and brushed my teeth. My eyes were a little bloodshot and I looked in Jolene's medicine cabinet and found some eye drops and put some in each eye. I brushed my hair and put on the robe hanging on the back of the bathroom door. I padded into the bedroom and looked in the closet and found a pair of fuzzy blue slippers which I slipped onto my feet. I looked into Jolene's vanity mirror. I felt like I was presentable, but noticed a tube of lip gloss on the vanity and picked it up and applied some to my lips. I rubbed them together like I had seen women and girls do and then looked in the mirror again and smiled. As I walked into the kitchen, Jolene was just finishing adding cream and sugar to a cup of the freshly brewed coffee. I don't usually drink coffee, but I was feeling adventurous and I accepted when Jolene offered to pour me a cup. I added some sugar and a lot of cream and tasted it.....it wasn't bad. Jolene picked up her pack of cigarettes off the counter and announced she was going to drink her coffee and smoke out on the patio. I tagged behind her like a puppy dog. Jolene lit a cigarette and offered me one. "I really enjoy a cigarette with coffee....especially first thing in the morning," she said. I looked around afraid someone would see us in the light of day. Fortunately, there were no other homes close enough to view the two young girls sitting outside drinking coffee and smoking cigarettes, so I accepted and she lit it for me. We sat and smoked and talked. The caffeine from the coffee and stimulus from the cigarette had me a little jumpy....not so much nerves, but anxious to begin the day. "Do you think I should call mother this early?" I asked. "Early, its 10:30....I'm sure she's up and around by now," replied Jolene. I hadn't realized that I had slept as late as I did. "Can I use your cell phone.... I want to let her know everything is okay." "Sure sweetie.....why don't you ask her if you can stay for the weekend? I can bring you back on Monday (which was a holiday and no school)." Jolene handed me her cell. "Mom, its Charles. Yes, We had a great time....we watched a Star Trek marathon on cable...(I looked at Jolene and made a goofy face). No, we haven't eaten breakfast yet, I was just going to make some toast and then later, Jolene and I are going to go to the pier to eat lunch.....Well, I mean if it is okay for me to stay a little longer....No, Jolene doesn't mind....she invited me to stay until Monday....okay, I'll put her on." I handed the phone to Jolene. "She wants to talk to you." "Hey, Aunt Lucy....yes, we had a great time. I cooked us a fish dinner and we watched movies on cable until midnight. Yes, I did....I thought we could go to the park this afternoon with the weather so nice and all....what? No it's my treat.....really. Okay, we will see you on Monday, thanks Aunt Lucy." And Jolene hung up the phone. "Your mom says you can stay until Monday," I blew out the smoke I had inhaled and took another sip of coffee. "That lip gloss looks nice on you out here in the light....you should wear it all the time." Jolene grinned at me as she said it. "What was she asking about?" I asked. "She was worried you didn't have any money, but I told her it was my treat." "Jolene, you're the best cousin a boy...or a girl could ever have," I said honestly. Jolene blew out a long stream of smoke and with the sun behind her it created a vision of femininity that I adored. "Okay, Celia....let's get cleaned up and dressed so we can go get something to eat." I looked at her quizzically....wondering if I was going to go as a boy or if (the idea struck fear in me) I was to be dressed as a girl. "You will have to dress as a girl because Ashley called earlier and invited us to her house for a swim after lunch. They have a nice pool." I became anxious. Although I was looking forward to dressing again and seeing the awesome Ashley in a bathing suit, I wasn't so sure I wanted to see Rick....especially in the light of day. "Will Rick be there?" I asked. "Sorry, Ashley said he had a basketball game this morning and after the game he is going out with friends for the rest of the day." I wanted to say that I was glad he wouldn't be there, but decided to just let it ride. We went into the house and showered and got dressed. Jolene lent me a sundress which had a floral print and was casual, but flirty. I wore a pair of beige flats and no stockings....even though I only had peach fuzz on my legs, I was glad Jolene had shaved them the night before. My hair was brushed out and Jolene pulled it back and braided it. I couldn't believe she did it so quick. The makeup she used on me was waterproof (since we were going swimming) and she applied it with restraint. "Last night was a date night and so I piled on more eye shadow and stuff than is appropriate for the daytime. For this afternoon I think foundation, mascara, eye liner, blush and lipstick is all that you need. Alright I'm going to let you do your own today...I'll supervise. First start with the foundation...yes, you apply it just like liquid base. Nice job! Sweetie. Oh, you're good," Her compliments and encouragement were deeply appreciated and made a significant improvement in my confidence. When I finished my makeup I walked over to the full length mirror and marveled at the image before me. Even without the dramatic evening makeup, stockings and heels I looked every bit a sixteen year old teenage girl. I was on top of the world. "Okay, now its swimsuit time. What do you think...I have several you can borrow, but they are all two piece," Said Jolene pulling items from her dresser drawer. ""I'm wearing this white bikini, but you can pick out any of the others you want to wear." I looked at the three suits on the bed and wondered how I would manage with my boy parts. As if reading my mind, Jolene chipped in. "I think this striped one would be perfect for you. See, the top covers up really well...it's almost like a tight t-shirt that ends at your ribs. And the bottom is full (for a swimsuit at least) and should help you hold everything in. If you want to you can put my panty girdle in your purse and wear it under your bottoms if you think you need it," I doubted that I would want to wear the restrictive garment under my suit, but put it in a beige purse with a shoulder strap that Jolene loaned me..... Just in case. She put my lipstick, compact and blush in the purse and I think she put the mascara in there as well. She took a new tampon from the medicine cabinet and put it with the tissues and makeup and then remembered something and added a hairbrush. When I questioned her about the tampon she just smiled and said it added to my authenticity. I didn't fully comprehend what she was explaining, but I nodded like I did. Ready to go, Jolene grabbed her purse and we headed for the front door. I was coasting on air.....I just couldn't wait to go out in public for the first time as a girl....yes, I was nervous, but more excited than fearful. Then when Jolene opened the front door....there was my mother with her hand up preparing to knock on the door. The three of us stood silent for seconds (which seemed like hours) and then I realized just how screwed I was and took off running back to Jolene's bedroom. I began to cry as I ran...I was mortified.....how could I have been so stupid. I sat on Jolene's bed and waited for either Jolene or my mother to come in to see about me....if it was my mother, I knew I had some explaining to do. After about 10 minutes of excruciating waiting, mother entered the room. I was still sobbing off and on. Mother came up and sat beside me on the bed. "Now, now....Sweetcakes (she always called me Sweetcakes when she wanted me to feel better about something)....no need to cry." And she held my chin and lifted my face to look into her eyes. I expected to see anger, but all I saw was a mother comforting her child. "Jolene explained that you all are just playing a pretend game. I don't see anything wrong with that. In fact you are adorable all dressed up like that....but you're going to have to repair your makeup...all that crying has mussed it a bit. Hmmmm! You must be wearing waterproof mascara....I don't see a single run. Your hair looks so cute in a braid....you'll have to let me braid it sometime." I was in limbo. Mother was acting as though there was nothing wrong with me being dressed like a girl.....but I just knew that a scolding was coming. "I came to bring you $20.00 so you wouldn't have to mooch off of Jolene.....I'm sorry if I spoiled your fun." Did my mother just apologize to ME? Had the world turned upside down? I looked at mother and she genuinely looked like she was concerned that she had spoiled our fun. "It's alright, mother.....it was probably a stupid idea, anyways," I mumbled. "Nonsense....you look fine! Now here, take this twenty and put it in your purse.....did Jolene loan you that purse?....I love it......I'm going to ask where she got it....I could use one like this and the color is perfect for my beige heels." "Now go repair your makeup and come meet Jolene and I in front....I know she's ready to go." I didn't say a word....I just took my purse into Jolene's bathroom and did the best I could to fix my makeup. My eyes were still a little red from the crying, but I was already feeling better and growing anxious to resume my adventure. I walked to the foyer where Jolene and mother were talking. As I approached they stopped and mother turned to me. "I trust Jolene's judgment and I know she will not embarrass you or leave you in a pickle....so I want you two girls to go out and have some fun. Jolene tells me you are going swimming after lunch at a friend's house. If you're going swimming you might ask Jolene to pin up your braid to keep it out of the water," She looked at me and smiled. "Oh and be careful not to get sunburned... okay?" She turned to Jolene. "Jolene, if anyone has a camera I would sure love to have a picture of my daughter in her swimsuit.....would you see what you can do?" With that mother gave us each an air kiss on the cheek and was off on her way. Jolene looked at me and smiled. "Your mom is my favorite auntie.....now you know why. She is the sweetest, dearest adult I know." And with that we went out to Jolene's car and drove off to another adventure. We ate at a casual, but nice restaurant (where no one paid any attention to me except the young waiter who seemed to be interested in winking at me every chance he got). After eating we got in the car and drove to Ashley's house. Ashley's parents were nice middle class people who were very friendly and hospitable. They welcomed us warmly and Mrs. Cornell escorted us out to the pool to meet Ashley. I remember thinking they seemed so normal (considering their daughter was a lesbian and their son was selling marijuana). When we arrived at the pool, Ashley was sunbathing in a skimpy little bikini and I remember thinking I was going to have to wear that darn panty girdle or risk making myself look foolish. "Hey girls! Where are your suits?" asked Ashley. As I looked around I saw that there was someone else there, floating on a raft in the pool. "Hey Ash!" said Jolene... "Hey Kyra!"... I guessed that the other girl was Kyra. "Come on, I'll go with you two to change," said Ashley getting up from the chaise lounge chair she was sunning in. "I know the way....why don't you stay and keep Kyra company?" Jolene replied. "Ashley winked at Jolene and then jumped into the water. When she came up for air she hollered. "Don't be too long....the water is perfect." Jolene led me back to Ashley's bedroom and as we passed a room with the door open and I could tell it was Rick's bedroom. He had trophies on his shelves and a picture of Angelina Jolie on his wall. I remember thinking that she wasn't THAT pretty. Of course I would have given my eye teeth to look like her. "You were right to tell me to bring the panty girdle," I said smiling. "Ashley' suit?" she replied and I nodded. "Kyra is no slouch either, wait until you see her up close....she's really a doll." We changed our clothes and after donning the panty girdle and the swimsuit bottom I was satisfied that everything was covered that needed covering down there. There was no hint I had boy parts. The top to the swimsuit was kind of like a skimpy t-shirt as Jolene had said and it had bra cups built in which helped to disguise that I was flat on top. I guess I looked a little disappointed when I saw that without the padded bra I looked much less developed up top. "Don't worry sweetie......Kyra likes small breasted girls," I looked up not sure what she was saying....I guessed she was saying that Kyra was a lesbian too. When we got out to the pool Kyra and Ashley were sunbathing. Ashley looked up and spoke. "Celia, are you afraid of the sun or something.....that suit covers up everything," And she laughed. Jolene came to my rescue. "She didn't have a suit with her and all I had was this old one that mother bought for me." Kyra spoke while looking me up and down smiling. "I think it suits you just fine," And we all laughed at the pun she had unintentionally made. "Lie over here by me and I'll put some sun screen on you," she said with a grin. "Don't worry....I won't bite......probably!" she added. Well, Kyra did rub me down with sunscreen....and when I say rub me down....that is what I mean. It was what a sensual massage feels like I would guess. We all sunned for awhile, turning over in the process. Eventually we all got a bit hot and sweaty and Kyra got up and jumped in the pool. "Come on in girls.....the water is fine," said Kyra. And the three of us got up and joined her in the pool. After a little while Mr. Cornell came out to tell us that Ashley's mom was taking him shopping for a new dining room set and that they would be back around 5 pm. As soon as they left, Ashley and Jolene snuggled together in the pool....hugging and kissing. I was watching them from across the pool where Kyra and I had been splashing each other. When I looked back at Kyra she was grinning and asked me. "Those two got you going a little?" she laughed. "A little I guess," I answered not knowing what else to say. Soon Kyra was beside me and rubbing my slim arms. "You are a very pretty girl, Celia......I like girls....did Jolene tell you?" "Yes, she told me," I said feeling a little uncomfortable. "Would you mind terribly if I gave you a little kiss?' I was speechless. I wanted to kiss her in the worst way. Jolene had been right when she said Kyra was a looker. She was about 5'8" and well proportioned with a dangerously pretty face. "I guess," was all I could come up with. Well, kiss me she did. I have never had a kiss like that....definitely as passionate as Rick, but much more gentle and loving. After some underwater fondling by both of us Kyra passed her hand over my groin. I could feel my poor little Willie trying to get out....it was getting painful. Thankfully, the panty girdle did its job and there was nothing unusual for Kyra to notice. "Kyra, I've got to go to the bathroom," I pleaded. "Cramps, honey? Are you getting your period?" she said half smiling. "No...I don't think so. I just need to tinkle." "Don't be too long.... I'll be lonely while you're gone," she said. I hurried to Ashley's bathroom and closed and locked the door. It was difficult to get the wet panty girdle off, but when I did....my little 4" friend jumped to attention. I couldn't see trying to go back outside with this little bugger all heated up, so I did what came naturally and relieved myself. I was trying to pull my girdle back up and having only moderate success when I heard the girls in Ashley's room. "You alright in there?" asked Jolene. "Yes, I'll be right out," I said through the door. "Ashley and Kyra are going to the kitchen to make a snack for us. I think we are through in the pool....hurry and come out and let's get you dressed before they come back," Jolene said clandestinely. Well I survived the re-dressing. The wet panty girdle wasn't going to go back on so I tucked as best I could and pulled my panties up snug to hold everything in place. We ate a snack and then sat outside and smoked a cigarette before Ashley's parents got home. Here I was with three lesbians, one of whom was obviously interested in me, sitting around smoking like we were all 4 or 5 years older. I watched their feminine movements closely and tried to imitate the way they held their cigarettes and the way they released the smoke when the exhaled. I don't know if I looked like a silly young girl or not, but I felt more mature than my 13 (almost 14) years. "Hey! Let's have a slumber party at my house. My parents won't be home until Tuesday morning... or Monday night at the earliest," Said Jolene. Kyra and Ashley clapped and giggled like the 15 and 16 year old girls they were. Ashley and Kyra called their parents who agreed and we took off for Jolene's house.....Ashley and Kyra in Kyra's car and Jolene and I in hers. On the way Jolene asked me what I thought of Kyra. "She is very pretty and really nice....I see what you were talking about when you said I would like her," I said. "She does have a tendency to be a little on the bossy side, but she has a good heart and I trust her," replied Jolene. "And.... she is hot! Don't you think?" I smiled and blushed. Within a few more minutes we pulled up at Jolene's house. We went inside and put on a CD in Jolene's room. Kyra and Ashley were dancing like the girls you see on TV....waving their arms and acting silly. Jolene went to the kitchen to see if there was something in the fridge we could make sandwiches with. When she returned she said that all she could find was some cheese and it looked like it might be old. Kyra suggested Pizza and Ashley voted for Chinese. I didn't want to be the tie breaker and have to choose between Kyra and Ashley.....luckily Jolene wanted Pizza and I didn't have to vote. Jolene called a Pizza place and ordered a super size with everything. We continued to dance and giggle and do the things you would expect four teenage girls to do (of course one was 13 year old boy....ME!). When the pizza arrived we all gathered in the foyer and let Ashley answer the door. She still had her bikini on under the little shift dress she had put over it and she quickly pulled the shift off. As she did this, her long full blonde hair got all fluffed up and it looked like one of those models posing with a fan or the wind blowing her hair. While the rest of us hid from sight, Ashley opened the door. I was peeking through the curtains in a window behind the door and I could see the delivery boy. He was tall and he looked like an older guy....20 maybe even 21......the uniform shirt he was wearing made the muscles in his arms seem really big and well developed. I remember thinking...'I don't think Rick's muscles are that big!'. When the boy/man saw Ashley I thought he would pee himself. Who could blame him. She was a vision. Well proportioned as she is with that little bikini, she could have won one of those TV model shows. As she took the pizza she made small talk with the poor fellow....she was flirting mercilessly and I could see he was getting distracted. He asked her how old she was and she said 'old enough'....well let me tell you....his eyes didn't pop out of his head, but they came close. I was sure if he moved he would step on his own tongue....it was hilarious! he he! After he left, Jolene was mockingly fussing at Ashley. "Ashley, shame on you! Now that poor boy won't be able to go back to work....at least not without stopping somewhere on the way to relieve himself." "Eeewww! Please! Did you see his face?.....that little goatee looked so silly and the idea of that rough looking skin touching me makes me want to gag! It didn't look like he had shaved his face in days! Boys!!" Ashley is such a girly girl......she really is precious. I spoke up without thinking...."I thought he was kind of cute. Did you see the muscles in his arms?" Everyone looked at me like I had just told them I was pregnant. "I didn't know you liked boys?" said Kyra with a questioning look on her face. "Well, I don't.... like that.... (I tried to gather myself).....I just thought he was cute!" I knew I was blushing and I was hoping I hadn't ruined things with Kyra. "You are just the cutest! I am going to have to explain the birds and bees to you, sweetie," Kyra's smile brought me back into the moment...."Don't worry! I won't tell your secret." And she giggled. I wondered what she meant by that. What secret was she talking about? No one said anymore about it and after a while I relaxed and we were having fun eating pizza and destroying the poor women on TV (it was one of those reality shows....Mob Girls are something like that). "Look at that dress....she could be walking the streets in that outfit! My goodness....would you look at the size of those knockers, she won't drown anytime soon," The comments were in good fun, but I could tell that Kyra didn't like the show. After we ate we sat around and talked for about an hour and then Jolene got kind of serious. "Celia, I have a confession to make. I told Ashley and Kyra about you.....Wait! Before you get upset they don't mind at all. After all, you know their secret....so it is only fair." I was mortified to be exposed.....I felt like a fraud who had been deceiving them....I guess I was. Kyra spoke up. "I didn't believe her at first. You look a little on the youngish side, but I would never have guessed you were a boy." I had mixed feelings about her words. "I think it is awesome. I wonder what Rick would think if he knew! Hehe!" contributed Ashley. I started to apologize for tricking them and Kyra put her finger over my lips. "Shhhh! Please don't....it really isn't necessary.....I like you just the way you are!" I began to feel warm all over and I wanted to hug Kyra and kiss her beautiful mouth until someone pried me off of her. It was about 10:30 and Jolene and Ashley were ready to have some private time. They excused themselves and headed off to Jolene's bedroom. Kyra and I were sitting side by side on the sofa where the night before I had sat with Rick and smooched. Kyra was showing me something in a magazine she was looking at. "Kyra, I really am sorry I wasn't honest with you from the beginning. I was embarrassed to be a boy who likes to be a girl and also because I am very attracted to you and I know you like girls," I was being earnest as myself and it felt wonderful. I enjoy pretending sometimes, but being able to be yourself without fear and while with someone you really like is the best. "I have another little confession myself, my sweet little Celia. I like girls because they are pretty, we smell nice and we are more fun than boys, but........I don't have a problem with the fact that boys have little sausages between their legs......one time I even let a boy put his in my little special place. He was a nice person, but I could never date him. I can't say I didn't like his little wee wee in my basket, though....I did. It felt wonderful." I didn't know if she was telling me that she preferred boys or girls...I wasn't sure what to say. "I am glad you don't mind....you know.....my having a thing between my legs?" I looked at her pleadingly. "I would never try to bother you with it.....but I must tell you.....I want to kiss you again.....and put my arms around your neck....and hold you as close as I can," I lowered my eyes, afraid of her reaction. It was quiet for what seemed like forever. Finally I looked up to see Kyra smiling at me. "Well! What are you waiting for?" I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her for all I was worth. After only a few moments I realized that I didn't have on the panty girdle and my little friend wanted to make an appearance. I tried to cover myself a little and Kyra pushed my hand away. "I told you I don't have a problem with it.....it's only who it is attached to that I am particular about. In your case I like the girl it is attached to. I will be honest! You are my fantasy....a pretty and sexy girl with a real live dildo.....you are making me wet just thinking about it." Kyra lowered her face to my lips and we gently kissed. "Why don't we go into Rick's room and try out his waterbed?" she asked. Kyra didn't have to ask me twice. It did feel a little weird to be in bed with Kyra.....in Rick's bed! We kissed and I nursed on her breasts and rubbed her everywhere she asked me to. The silkiness of her skin and the gentleness of her touch made me feel like I was in heaven or something. It was like I couldn't catch my breath, but didn't need to breathe. She was my oxygen. As she nibbled on my bottom lip she pulled her panties down. We were lying on top of the comforter and soon we were both down to our lingerie (her sans the panties). She looked at me and smiled. "I love your tan lines, but we need to get you a bikini so you can do it right........oh and I hope your little friend will visit my little flower tonight.....she is lonely and would love to have him sleep over," I started giggling at her words and soon she was laughing out loud. We embraced and soon I found myself inside her. I'm not sure how it happened, but I am glad at least she knew what she doing. I might like to look like a girl, but that night I found out that I wasn't ready to give up on girls. Kyra is the most wonderful and sweetest, prettiest girls I know. School will be out in 2 weeks and I am looking forward to a great summer....being the kind of girl I like being and doing things with my first real girlfriend. We spent the rest of the weekend having fun....we went to a movie and hung out at the mall Sunday afternoon. Ashley was up to her old tricks and by the time we left the mall there were at least a dozen boys walking around looking like they had cucumbers in their pockets. She is such a flirt. Monday morning, Jolene drove me home. I felt wonderful, but the closer to my house we got the more I was sorry that the weekend was over. I was hoping that mom's discovery and Jolene's little white lie had slipped from mother's memory and that the whole thing was over. For mother to see me dressed like a girl had been, I'm sure quite traumatic....even if she handled it so calmly. When we arrived I thanked Jolene and gave her a big kiss and hug. She suggested that we would have to do it more often....now that I was growing up. I walked into the house and called out to mother. She didn't answer. I had seen her car out front and I knew she was somewhere so I began to look around. No where! Finally, I guessed she must be next door and I went up to my room. Imagine my surprise when I walked in to see mother adjusting a new comforter on my bed.....a pink comforter with little tiny white flowers along the edges. I froze and looked at the fresh painted cream colored wall and the pictures that replaced my old posters. In one corner there was a small vanity with what looked like cosmetics scattered around on it. I looked at mother and she turned and looked at me. "Hello, Celia.....I see you are home. How do you like what I've done with your room? It isn't still too boyish is it? At first I felt like I had entered another dimension and then I began to get nervous. What did mother know? Mother must have seen the fear in my eyes. "Honey, I have know for a while about you wearing my lipstick....I found tissues you wiped it off with in your bathroom waste basket when I was emptying it (I couldn't believe I had made that mistake....I usually flushed them). I also know that you sometimes sneak some of my cigarettes and we will discuss that.....it is not a habit that I want to see you develop. When I saw you Saturday all dressed up my suspicions were validated. I didn't want to ruin your weekend and I needed some time to think about it. I called Jolene this morning before you woke up and she told me everything." I was furious at Jolene....how could she betray me like that. "Don't be angry with Jolene. She loves you and wants you to be happy. It was the right thing that she did." "But mom!" I looked around my redecorated room. "What about all this?" I asked. "I had already decided to let you spend the summer as a girl.....Jolene just confirmed what I knew. I had already bought the comforter and everything. I bought you a cute little jumper and some flats and they are in your closet. Friday after school I am taking my new daughter shopping for some summer clothes and a new swim suit. Oh, and I picked up a few panties and a couple of training bras....we will need to see how they fit after lunch.....they're in your undies drawer." I knew then that I had died and gone to heaven. Mom finished straightening my new comforter and started toward the door. When she got to the door she turned and spoke again. "Honey, Jolene tells me you were getting ready to have your first period this weekend so I picked up some tampons and they are in your medicine cabinet. After you get situated in your new room come down and meet me.....I want to explain about your cycle and teach you all the things a mother teaches her daughter at a time like this." With that she walked out of the room leaving me swaying like a willow in the wind. I didn't know if I would be able to wait until Friday.....and what did she mean when she said I could dress like a girl for the summer.....would it be all day every day? Would she really treat me like her daughter? There were so many thoughts running through my mind that I decided to lie down on my new comforter and rest for a minute. Apparently, mother had given me some perfume as well and I could smell its fragrant essence floating around in the room. Whew! My life had just taken a giant leap forward and I was preparing to have the summer of my life.....I couldn't wait.