18-SCHOOLING IN SKIRTS

becoming so confusing." I looked down at my legs. "I've even grown comfortable wearing this skirt and high heels! My feet are killing me though."

"See, I told you you'd like wearing dresses again once you got used to it." She turned into the driveway of our duplex. "In fact, for being so good about the whole thing, I have a surprise for you inside."

Now what... I wondered as we walked up the sidewalk and in the front door. "Can I get out of these clothes first?" I asked Kathy, heading for my room.

She followed me down the hall. "Danielle, wait ..."

I walked in the bedroom and opened the closet. It was full of girl's clothes! All of my shirts and jeans were gone... instead, there were dresses, skirts, and other clothes that I recognized as being Danielle's. On the floor, there were several pairs of shoes none of which would be part of a boy's wardrobe. In a panic, I ran to my dresser, and pulled open the drawers, only to find bras, panties, nylons and other lingerie! No t-shirts, no boxer shorts, absolutely nothing remained to show that a 17 year old boy lived here!

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I spun to face my older sister in the doorway. "Kathy, what have you done with my clothes?"

"These ARE your clothes, Danielle. Aren't you glad I saved them while you were going through this 'tomboy' phase?" she asked as she walked in and sat on the edge of the bed. I crossed the room and sat next to her. We must have looked like two sisters having a girl-to-girl talk.

"Kathy," I moaned, "This isn't fair ... I don't WANT to be a girl and wear these old clothes!"

"Life isn't fair, little sister," she replied. There was a hard edge to her voice that I'd never heard before. Her words had a sound to them that implied I wasn't going to get a choice in this matter. "And you are going to be a girl, whether you like it or not." Her voice took on a more normal, softer tone. "Besides, I'm sure Robin would agree."

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Robin? What did her psychologist have to do with all of this? I looked at Kathy again. She seemed to honestly believe I was my dead twin sister! I made a mental note to call her doctor tomorrow. In the meantime, it was probably best to play along with the gag. "Well ..." I slowly admitted. "It WAS sort of fun and exciting being a girl tonight. Girls sure get a lot more attention."'

"Ha! I knew that I was right. And I'm sure that after you've spent a little more time wearing more feminine clothing, you'll agree with me and never want to go back to being a tomboy again." She stood up and walked to the dresser. "You'll notice I took your jeans and shorts out before I hung your clothes up. I think it's best if you stick to skirts and dresses for the time being." She reached into one of the open drawers. "Here, you can sleep in this tonight," she told me, tossing a pink lace-trimmed nightshirt at me. "And don't forget to take your makeup off before you go to bed... baby oil for your eyes, cold cream for your face." She walked out of the room with a big smile on her face.

I sat there for several minutes contemplating my fate. How had this all happened? I had thought that the only thing I'd agreed to, and even then reluctantly, was wearing Kathy's clothes as a Halloween costume. Now she was trying to make me into a girl full-time! It seemed like a dream... or actually, a nightmare. I had spent the evening wearing girl's clothes and worse had acted like one, even dancing with boys. I was ashamed of my actions.

I looked down at my legs again. They DID look shapely and feminine ... clean instead of hairy, smooth and sexy. The miniskirt and heels really DID show them off to advantage. Standing up, I was immediately aware that I'd already learned to automatically rebalance myself to compensate for the shoes I was wearing. Unzipping the leather skirt in the back, I began to wonder: What would my life had been like if I'd been born a girl? Was it possible that I really COULD live as a girl without being discovered? I was amazed at the smooth, silky feeling my legs had as I took off my pantyhose ... and when I removed my bra, I was astonished to find that the flesh my sister had pushed into