32 -MOTHER'S NEW DAUGHTER

date do you think Jesse will make for Sidney?"

"At least I'll have an escort," Sidney teased his mother. "Sidney's right. I want this trip to be fun for Jesse and Sidney. They've been having a ball together on weekends. I don't see how there would be a problem with Sidney's girlish role, even if we let them room together."

My mother agreed, "It probably doesn't really matter where the boys sleep. Honey, would it bother you to sleep in the same room with Sidney when he's dressed as a girl?" "No," I said, thinking of a fabulous trip to New York, "but you better ask him."

Sidney reminded me, "It's okay with me, but you have to treat me like a girl. I want you to open my doors and give me first shot at the bathroom."

"Agreed! But don't you get tired of dressing up after a few days?"

Sidney blushed and admitted, "Not hardly. By the end of a couple days in the big city, I forget I'm a boy!" "What should I wear?" I asked.

They all agreed that a suit would be good for traveling. "Oh, mother," Sidney begged, “Can I borrow your fitted blue tweed skirt?"

"I guess," his mother sighed. "He has so many nice things of his own, but he's always borrowing my things." My mother turned to me and joked, "You can borrow anything you want of mine."

While our mothers continued talking about the trip, Sidney took me to his mother's room to show me her blue tweed skirt. "I love wearing mother's things," Sidney gushed as he went through her closet looking for more things to "borrow."

He pulled out a red cardigan and a knee-length gray skirt. "I could wear this during the day, but it isn't very suitable for a girl my age. What do you think?" He held the sweater up to his chest.

"I don't know about those things," I said shyly, "but I like you in that little dress you bought last week at the mall." "OH, you like me in a little dress," he flirted.

"Oh, stop teasing," I said playfully. "Okay, I'll admit it. ..you look sexy in a dress."

He smiled at me and pulled out a pretty beaded evening bag of his mother's. "I'm going to need this." He went to

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her lingerie drawer and opened it. I felt embarrassed as shuffled through his mother's unmentionables. He pulled out a lacy tricot slip, a girdle and a baby blue diaphanous nightgown with a matching negligee. He giggled, “I love wearing my mother's sexy things."

"You better quit screwing with her things. She'll get mad."

"It's okay. Mother likes the idea of me wearing her things. I think it's akin to having a daughter."

He pulled out a pink pair of panties and confided, "I wore these to school last week under my jeans.

As he went about raiding his mother's lingerie drawer, he talked about the benefits of being the "sissy" son. His eyes lit up as he picked out some very pretty panties and folded them to take them to his room.

He giggled girlishly, "Most boys would hate wearing their mother's panties, but aren't they pretty?"

I tried to keep from laughing out loud. Sidney was like a kid in a candy store, picking up one pair of panties, then another. "They are so luscious to wear! Look at the lovely lace on this pair----so cute!"

"My mother would kill me if I messed with her underwear!" I exclaimed.

NEW YORK!!!

When we arrived in New York, Sidney's mother had an adjoining single while Sidney and I shared a large, twinbed room.

Sidney immediately changed into a blue polka dot dress for lunch at a little Italian restaurant near the hotel. He wore low heels like most of the other girls we saw walking on the street.

That afternoon, Sidney seemed so excited about shopping at a little shop near Times Square. "What so special about that shop?" I asked. I found out! I was almost scared when we walked in. The shop was called "Sugar and Spice." "You are about to be blown away!" Sidney whispered as we walked in.

A beautiful sales clerk greeted us. "Welcome to Sugar and Spice," she said with a low, sultry voice. I did a double take. She was in her early twenties with long blonde hair and probing blue eyes that checked Sidney and I out. She