FICTION

My Brother, My Son

Cathy

The house was quiet. Sis had left with her date, Mom was helping Dad down at the store, and Billy had the house to himself. It was now 6:30, Mom and Dad wouldn't be home until a little before 9:00. Billy had at least 2 hours to do what he wanted to before they got home. He went upstairs to his sister's room. He had been playing around in her room for a couple of weeks. She caught him once and put a dress on him. He crawled under her bed until she let him take it off. He had liked it, but he didn't want her to know it.

Now he was going to dress up in her clothes without anyone to bother him. He went through her chest of drawers and laid out the things he wanted to wear. He got a white bra, blue panties, white girdle, sheer nylon hose, and large yellow slip and put them on the bed. He took off all of his clothes and dropped them in the chair. He stepped into the panties and pulled them up. After he hooked the bra behind him, he filled the cups with some old hose until they were firm and full. He slipped into the girdle and eased it up. He sat down on the bed, pointed his foot, and slid the stocking on. He pulled it up tight and hooked the garters. After fixing the other stocking, he put the slip on over his head and straightened it.

When he opened the closet, he saw the shoes he wanted to wear. They were black sling-back high heels with a gold buckle on the side. Sis had received them as a birthday present only 2 weeks before and Billy had wanted to have them since he had first seen her unwrap them. As he slipped them on, he could feel them gently gripping his feet. He walked lightly over to the

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