Tommy's Halloween Surprise!

I don't know which is worse … the look on your face or hearing my mom and aunt giggling like a couple of goofs. I don't care what I look like, I'm just a fourteen year old boy playing dressup. What a bunch of perverts…!

It wouldn't be so bad if I could just get dressed and go. Oh, no … I have to put on my high heels, and then a slip … and then stand around for half an hour while everyone pokes and primps and pinches me. Is this what it's like to be a supermodel? If it is, then they've got my sympathy, all right. I just wish I could get everything on and get out of here.

Actually, this would be a lot of fun if I was by myself. Especially with something femmy like this cute little petticoat. Just don't let my mom know I said that. She's liable to fill my closet up with the stupid things.

Then again … sometimes when my mom is out running errands I go into my room, grab some stuff to wear and go to her room and try them on. She's got this great mirror that's perfect for posing in front of and …. Uh-oh, gotta get going. I think Aunt Betty is finally ready for me to try on that dress ….