RANSVESTIA

I felt then and there that she had not been a part of her mother's plot and that she had known nothing of it or was good at cover-up. The time to watch was when we told her mother, and indeed it was an interesting event to say the least. But as a prelude, I closed that conversation with, "It should be no problem since your mother has enough influence to accomplish almost anything she pleases."

That evening at home we were sitting around when I popped it on her mother with, "Erica and I have decided to get married."

"What?" Her mother looked at me with a most quizzical expression.

"I said that Erica and I have decided to get married. We wanted to discuss the details with you as to how to do it since I look as I do."

She looked at me and then to Erica, then addressed Erica, "Are you sure you want to get married? I mean, Peggy looking as she does and unable to really be a full, uh man, uh...."

I think that both of our eyebrows must have raised simultaneously. I know that I'd never mentioned what we did in bed and from the look on Erica's face I could see she did not either.

"What makes you think that I can't perform? Erica, did you ever say anything? I know I didn't."

"Neither did I. What do you mean, Mother?"

"Well, uh, I mean with the hormones and all

...

I...

uh..."

"What hormones?" I wanted to pursue this one for sure.

"Your changes, Peggy, they had to come from, uh, female hormones."

"And where did I get these hormones?"

"How should I know?" She became flustered.

"I think you do know quite well!" At that she stopped and looked me in the eye. I returned her gaze steadily. "In fact, I think you know even more." At that I reached up and fluffed the curls on my head

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