Bad Antics
Bad Antics Janet L. Stickney [email protected] I had no choice in the matter, no say, and despite my pleadings, I found myself in a dress. It was pretty enough I guess, for a girl I mean, but I was a boy! Between my parents, they had conspired to put me in this position, all because I made a scene at one of their parties! As a 13 year old boy, parties filled with adults leave nothing for me, and I got a little cranky about that. My mother was as angry as I had ever seen her,...