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my throat. However, I finally managed to stammer "A-almost a year now, Dad."
"Almost a year, huh?" Dad said in a stern voice. "Well, your mother and I have discussed the situation at great length and we've finally reached our decision. We're going to teach you a lesson you won't soon forget. Now, both of you, get upstairs and get dressed exactly as you were Sunday. I'll expect you both back here one hour from now, not one minute sooner, nor later."
Marilyn and I slowly left the study and climbed the stairs. Neither is us said a word as she entered my room and I entered hers. We were left alone with our thoughts as to what the punishment would be and when it would be forthcoming. I got dressed and sat on the edge of Marilyn's bed to await the hour of doom. My mind was running wild with thoughts of the punishment I was about to face. Finally, the time came to return to the study. Marilyn and I stepped into the hall at the same time, and, hand in hand, we descended the stairs. After a slight hesitation, I knocked on the door to the study and upon hearing Dad's beckoning voice, we entered.
Sis and I made no more than three steps into the study. Suddenly we stopped and I suppose our expressions were funny to see for Mom and Dad burst out laughing. Oh, they were there all right, but not as we normally saw them. Mom was wearing the blue serge suit that Dad had had on earlier and her hair was short like a mans. Her outward appearance was entirely that of a man. And, Dad, well, he'd become an attractive middle aged lady, wearing one Mom's dresses and her wig.
After waiting a few minutes to allow us to get over the shock, Dad finally spoke. "You see, kids, your Mother and I like to trade identities too. That was the reason for all of our ‘out of town trips'. We were hiding it from you, but, now, we see no reason to do so. After seeing you two in the same position last Sunday, we've decided that the four of us can enjoy our hobby together. Your lesson is that you should have trusted us and confided in us on such matters, but, I guess your mother and I learned the same lesson. That was a very convincing performance, though, and would have fooled anyone but us. We
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