“Oh my, aren’t you just the cutest thing! Go ahead, put some on I can’t wait to see how you will look.”
I froze. Standing in the doorway was Marcie with a big grin on her face.
“I thought you would be at the mall,” I squeaked in a terrified voice as I put the lipstick back.
“I’m sure you did,” she laughed again. “…Not as easy as it looks is it?”
I took off the half slip and put it back in mom’s dresser. As I turned to face her she was standing in the doorway with a mischievous grin on her face.
“Please don’t say anything to mom and dad I was just….”
“Oh don’t worry about that,” she interrupted me. “I am not going to tell mom and dad you are a cross dresser – as long as you agree to certain conditions.”