“But I prefer to wear girl’s clothes,” I pleaded.
“I know, sweetheart, but now it’s against the law for boys to dress like girls.”
“But I don’t know how to wear boy’s clothes,” I responded.
“Well, I’ll help you,” she said.
Most boys were already wearing boys’ clothes, but I was a stubborn little boy and would turn on the tears whenever she suggested I begin dressing like a boy. Until now, my tears had been successful, but they would not help me anymore because today the anti-female impersonation law went into effect, which ruled that boys had to dress like boys, not girls.
“Don’t worry, you’ll get used to it,” she insisted.
Boys I knew who were already dressing like boys did get used to it after awhile, and many of them even liked it.
“Now take off your clothes and I will help you get dressed,” she said.
“And that's an order,” she added.
I quickly removed all my clothes and put them in a pile in the middle of the bedroom.
Next she handed me the first item of boy’s clothing to put on.
“Tell me if you need any help,” she proffered.
One-by-one, she handed me another item of boy’s clothing to put on and surprisingly, I needed very little help.
She insisted on showing me how to put on the pantyhose because, “You don’t want to run your very first pair.”
Other than that, I only asked for her assistance twice: to help me close the hooks on my bra and to zip up the back of my dress.
Contestants femulating in a recent Miss Relay for Life womanless beauty pageant.
Wearing Brahmin (purse).