The Girl He Could Be - Part 9

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Janet was telling the others about her date with her boyfriend the night before. Tim noticed that Sandy didn’t miss many of the cute guys they saw as they walked. She had some comments to make about most of them.

A guy in a ‘t’ back suit passed, walking in the opposite direction, and they all turned to look, laughing when they figured he was out of earshot.

Tim enjoyed talking to Sandy. She was a vibrant girl with a great sense of humor. When they got back to the others, almost half an hour later, Sandy asked him to play paddleball with her. After considerable hesitation, he did. He never realized before how much their boobs bounced. It was an odd feeling.

The rain was early today, and they were back at Patty’s by three thirty. Tim had Sandy’s number and promised to call her in the morning. Sandy wanted to get together and do something. Pam told the others the idea she had come up with for Tina. "Do you think it’s wise to send Tina off alone?" Patty worried that he wasn’t ready to play the role without one of them with him.

"He’ll be fine. Didn’t you see how well he did today?" Pam was not going to have her plans thwarted.

Tim was only a little hesitant. "I’ll be ok, Patty. It sounds like fun. What can happen?" He could see the benefit of the classes.

Nancy put in her two cents. "Tina, are you sure? What if you run into a situation we haven’t covered?"

"I can’t imagine what they could ask me to do that I haven’t already done. It’s just a charm school."

"It’s settled then. Tina and I will go to the mall in the morning and sign her up." Pam was satisfied that the issue had been put to rest. "Now let’s get showered and dressed. Sue and I are going to take Tina out tonight."

This was the first that either Patty, Nancy, or Tim had heard of her plans. Tim was a little uneasy about going out with just them.

"What’s going on tonight?" Nancy asked. She didn’t trust them. "You three had fun last night. It’s our turn to treat Tina to some fun. We’re going to eat at the Frat House and then go play miniature golf."

That sounded innocent enough to Nancy and Patty.

While Tim showered, Pam laid out his white leggings with the lace trim and the white and blue rugby big shirt.

Tim liked the way he looked in the outfit. The shirt was long enough to just cover his ass. He was getting better at fixing his hair and was ready to go by a little after five. Patty loaned him her White Shoulders again, and he wore his new jewelry. He liked the way his hands looked with his new rings on.

He would have to go to the bank in the morning and get out some money to finish paying her back. That was going to be a problem, but he put the thought away for the moment. "Pam, I don’t have any money left to pay for dinner."

"Don’t worry about that, Tina; we’ll take care of it tonight." Sue didn’t mean her or Pam, specifically.

Pam brought out a camera when he was ready and took a couple of pictures of Tina. "We're going to have to get you an ID. They’ll expect it when we sign you up for modeling tomorrow." "Where are you going to get her a fake ID by tomorrow?" Nancy asked. "Jim’s friend, Jack. He makes them. I talked to Jim today, and he said, No problem. We drop these off on our way out, and he’ll have a driver’s license for Tina in the morning." "A driver’s license? You have to be sixteen for that." Tim said, surprised by the idea.

Pam smiled. "Well, tomorrow, you’ll be sixteen then, Tina. What last name would you like? The idea of being sixteen was all right. It would be neat. He thought about it for a moment, and he settled on a name. "How about Tina Brooks?" He had used the name ‘Brooks’ before and liked it.

"Sounds fine. Tina Brooks, it is." Pam didn’t care one way or the other. It only took her a minute at Jack’s house on their way out. Sue and Tim waited in the car for her. She only told the guy that she needed a new ID for a girlfriend. He didn’t care as long as she had money.

They got to the frat house at about five forty-five, and there was a line.

It had turned cooler, and it felt good. Tim was glad he hadn’t worn shorts.

Jim, Randy, and Kevin had gotten there earlier and were watching for them. They were late. Jim reminded them, "Remember, it’s supposed to be a coincidence that we’re here. Pam said, Tina doesn’t like blind dates."

Neither did Kevin, normally. Actually, he shouldn’t be here at all, and if it weren’t for Jim’s description of Tina, he wouldn’t be. If Sue, his girlfriend, found out, there’d be hell to pay. Randy spotted them first and waved. "There they are. Check out Tina, Kevin."

"I think I like blind dates." Kevin liked what he saw. "She’s a doll." Pam was looking and spotted Randy waving. She now had to try to convince ‘Tina’ that it wasn’t planned. "Damn, Sue. I thought you said they were going to Tampa, to a game." Sue showed the proper amount of surprise. "That’s what Randy said they were going to do.

Well, let’s just go say hi."

Tim didn’t like being around Jim. Going out with just the girls was all right, but this wasn’t.

He reluctantly followed them over to the table.

They introduced ‘Tina’ to Kevin. Tim had seen him before, at school. He was a senior. He had never bothered Tim.

"There’s plenty of room. Just join us." Jim suggested. "If you wait for your own table, it could be half an hour."

Pam played the hesitant act well, but finally gave in to good sense. She looked at Sue and Tina. "We might as well, girls."

They managed to squeeze six chairs around the little table. Tina was sandwiched between Pam and Kevin. Everyone ordered. Tim was almost too nervous to eat, but he managed to get part of his chicken sandwich down.

Kevin liked the close quarters. He made sure to get right up against her. She smelled as good as she looked.

Pam and Sue didn’t have any trouble getting Kevin to talk about himself. He did that at the drop of a hat. They also made sure that Tina joined in the conversation. He was nice-looking, but he talked too much. It wasn’t long before Tim believed he could have a love affair with himself.

"Where are you girls going after this?" Randy already knew, of course.

"We were just going to play some miniature golf. Nothing too exciting." Pam answered.

"That sounds like a great idea. We’ll join you."

They were their boyfriends. As much as he wished they wouldn’t, Tim knew they wouldn’t say no.

Kevin had his parents’ car, a big Buick, and they all fit easily. Tim, between Kevin and Randy, in the front. Jim was comfortable in the back seat, squeezed between Sue and Pam. Tim did not feel good about this. He knew he was all right around Randy because of Sue, but he didn’t know Kevin. He hadn’t done anything to make Tim uncomfortable; in fact, he had been especially nice to him. It wasn’t his fault that he had to sit so close in the restaurant. He had been generous and paid for Tim’s sandwich and soda. It was just the idea that the night out they had planned, without guys, had changed so easily and quickly. Kevin paid for her round of golf and played side by side with her. She began to loosen up as they played.

He wasn’t so bad after all. Golf was fun, as long as Kevin was winning. Once or twice, Tim beat him on a hole, and he got quiet and sullen, but when he beat Tina, his mood improved. 

Tim decided not to challenge him after the first few holes, and he was much more pleasant after that. Everything was going well. Kevin decided to see how friendly she was. He wouldn’t push it just yet, just an arm around her waist and a little hug. His opportunity came when she made a long putt.

Tim wasn’t trying to show off. As a matter of fact, he was hardly trying at all. He was really shocked when Kevin came up from behind him and, congratulating him, put his arm around him and squeezed.

"Great shot, Tina. You do really well for a girl."

There was nothing he could do about him hugging him from behind, and when Kevin released him, there was no point in saying anything. It seemed an innocent gesture; besides, it would just turn his mood sour again. He had seen guys do it all the time. "Thanks, Kevin." Tim didn’t overdo the smile.

She had been receptive enough up until now, and with her reaction to his hug, he knew his path was clear. With her next reasonably good shot, he took her hand and squeezed it. "Don’t get too good, Tina; you’ll be beating me next."

It made Tim uncomfortable having a guy hold his hand like that, but Tim realized he had a sort of power over him. He could make him happy or sullen, depending on how Tina played or reacted to his playing. Tim was still uncomfortable around him, but this might be his only chance to try a little experiment. He was going to have some fun with him. 

Kevin didn’t do particularly well on the next hole, but on the thirteenth, he made one under par. He was surprised when Tina slipped her hand in his and squeezed. 

"You’re really wonderful at this, Kevin." Tim almost laughed at the guy’s reaction. His eyes lit up, and a big grin appeared on his face. 

On the next hole, as they waited to play, Tim put his hand on his arm, above his elbow. The guy reacted immediately by covering Tim’s small hand with his much larger paw. Tim didn’t say anything; he just looked straight ahead with a little smile on his face.

Pam and Sue couldn’t believe what they were seeing. Tim was standing next to Kevin with his arm around him. "What is he trying to do?" Sue whispered in Pam’s ear. "I’m not sure, but leave him alone and let’s see what happens. This is great!"

By the sixteenth, they were holding hands as they walked away from the hole. Kevin hadn’t tried anything funny. Tim was in charge. There was nothing for him to be afraid of.

Pam suggested they use the ladies’ room when they finished. Once inside, they broached the subject gently. Sue casually commented, "You look like you are having a good time." He was, "I can’t believe how easy it is to manipulate him. I was just experimenting. 

Did you see how his mood changed when I stopped trying to beat him? And when I was nice to him, just holding his hand, he got all flustered and blew most of his puts." "We can have that effect on guys, Tina. 

You’re just beginning to learn." Pam had wondered what made him do that out there with Kevin. "It can be a lot of fun." No way was she going to warn him.

They had bought the girls sodas and were waiting at one of the picnic tables for them. Kevin was smoking a cigarette when Tim sat next to him. "That smells terrible." That was all Tim had to say, and he put it out.

He didn’t have to smoke, and things were going so well, he didn’t want to spoil his chances; he got rid of it.

Jim looked at his watch; it was only seven thirty. "What do you girls want to do now?" They had already decided, and Randy said his line. "Dances With Wolves is playing at the dollar theater. Want to go see that? It starts in fifteen minutes and we can make it if we hurry." 

Tim or the other girls didn’t even get to voice an opinion. The guys had already decided that’s what they were going to do. They piled back into Kevin’s car. Kevin had his arm around Tina’s waist as he paid for their tickets and took her inside. He offered to buy her popcorn, but she said she was still full from dinner. That was fine with him; he couldn’t blow too much tonight. He was taking Sue, his steady girlfriend, out tomorrow night. 

The arm around his waist was sort of presumptuous of Kevin, and Tim didn’t like the way he pulled him so close. Their hips rubbed as they walked. Tim was thankful as they sat in the theater. At least there was an armrest to keep them apart. The arm on his shoulder didn’t make him too uncomfortable as long as it stayed on his shoulder.

Kevin had no reservations about putting his arm on her shoulder. He wondered how far she would let him go later. Kevin was anxious to find out. He draped his hand only inches from her tit.

The movie was just about over when he decided it was now or never. He shifted in his seat so that he could reach further. Pam was on the other side of Tina, and she was intently watching the movie, like Tina. He let his hand rest on Tina’s tit.

Tim had been watching. He had felt Kevin move around in his seat but thought nothing of it. He had squirmed in his seat several times during the movie, and nothing had happened. 

Tim had been nervous the first couple of times, but had grown relaxed since nothing happened. 

Now he jumped slightly and inhaled deeply at the feel of Kevin’s hand on his breast. He couldn’t let him leave it there, and making a big fuss was not the way girls handled this. Tim slipped his hand between Kevin’s and his breast. He would hold it for the rest of the movie if he had to, and act as if nothing had happened.

Nice, firm, little tit, he thought to himself. She got really excited when I touched her. She must have been afraid someone would see us fooling around; that’s why she took my hand away after a few seconds. Kevin felt elated; he had gotten to first base. He knew she would have said something if she didn’t like his attention.

Tim wasn’t anxious to hold his hand as they left the movie, walking to the car. If he only had worn something with pockets. Since he had let him hold it before, could he pull it back now? No, anyway, they were on their way back to Pam’s car, and he wouldn’t have a chance to try anything else. It was almost eleven.

Tim had his answer all ready for when Kevin would ask, ‘Want to get together and do something sometime?’ Tim would tell him a flat ‘NO!’

He was surprised when they drove right past the frat house and Pam’s car. "Where are we going?" Tim was really getting worried now.

Pam explained to the others. "Tina’s new here. She doesn’t know we always go out to the causeway after the movies." Pam felt very smug.

Sue thought it was great fun.

"I’m kind of tired. Would you drop me at Patty’s on the way?" Tim wanted out.

"Don’t be silly, Tina; it’s just for a little while. You’ll have fun, really." She was going whether she wanted to or not. 

Pam realized what had just gone through her mind. She had stopped thinking of Tina as ‘he’ again; ‘she’ was one of her girls for just a second then. Kevin feigned concern. "You don’t want me to be lonely out there all by myself, do you, Tina?" He thought they were doing great so far.

Tim thought about it for a second. He had handled Kevin all right so far. "It’s still early, I guess." Tim turned to Kevin and, with a little smile, said, "No, I wouldn’t want you to feel lonely." He didn’t have an option anyway.

There were two cars parked on the causeway where they pulled off the road. Karen was there with her boyfriend. There was another couple he didn’t recognize. The guys pulled blankets out of the trunk and spread them out on the grass. It took the others no time at all to get into heavy necking.

Tim sat up on Kevin’s blanket, holding his knees to his chest. He wanted no part of what the others thought was fun. Kevin was lying on his side next to Tim, trying to make idle conversation. Kevin realized he’d have to get Tina more relaxed before she’d be willing to get friendly. The cure for that came his way as Jim passed Kevin the bottle of whiskey the others had been passing around. He handed it to Tina.

Tim had his own reasons for taking a drink. He was scared and nervous, and he knew that it would help him to relax. He tipped the bottle several times, enjoying the feeling the warm liquid running down his throat gave him, before he passed it to Kevin. It did help him to feel better. When it came around again, a minute or two later, he was ready for more. He felt the warm rush from the alcohol now; that was enough. Now he wanted to lie down. He was uncomfortable sitting on the hard ground.

Kevin was a little surprised at how much she drank. It was all right with him as long as she didn’t get sick. He hated it when girls got sick. She was more talkative now, and he moved closer to her.

He shouldn’t have drunk so much so fast. He felt a little lightheaded. He was laughing at Kevin’s jokes. His head was spinning just a little.

Kevin put an arm across her waist. She didn’t ask him to remove it. He rolled her on her side, facing him, and she didn’t seem to mind that either.

Tim knew that he was closer to him now, but he wasn’t doing anything. Tim felt a little limp as Kevin rolled him over to look at him. He was drunk. It had snuck up on him. Kevin gave her a little peck on the lips, and she put her head back and smiled. He knew she was drunk, but so what?

It struck Tim as funny. He couldn’t hold his head up anymore, so he lay back. The idea of this guy kissing him was hilarious.

Kevin tried a little longer kiss. She more or less just lay there and let him. His hand wandered up her side and stopped, resting on her tit. He molded her firm breast in his fingers, seeking out her nipple. It was very small, and the material of her shirt was thick, making it hard to feel. He snaked his hand up under her top and began rubbing her firm nipple through the thin, silky material of her bra.

Kevin’s back was to everyone, so they couldn’t see what the two were doing. Tim thought the second kiss was funny too. He was aware of what Kevin was doing under his shirt, but didn’t have the strength or the desire to stop him. His nipple was very sensitive for some reason, and it felt stimulating to have Kevin rub and caress his breasts the way he was. 

Tim was beginning to feel a strange excitement building inside him. Kevin had stopped kissing her and was concentrating on her breast. It was easy to see he was getting her hot, and when something works, don’t stop. He rolled over, partially on top of her. He liked the way her leg felt under his and the pressure on his dick as he moved up and down slightly. It was getting him hard.

Tim’s eyes were closed as Kevin put his open mouth over his and began to flick his tongue around inside his mouth. Tim thought it was disgusting, but didn’t have the strength to get Kevin off him. Enough, Tim thought.

Kevin was really getting heated up now, and he wanted more. He couldn’t find the snap in front, so he pulled her bra up, off her tit. He squeezed her nipple between his fingers. Sue loved it when he did that to her, so he assumed that Tina would too. Tim had kissed girls before, but not like he was being kissed now. Something was nauseating about it. He made another futile attempt to stop it. He just didn’t have the strength or presence of mind. The way Kevin was teasing his nipple, Tim was moaning with the wave of pleasure he was experiencing.

Kevin was glad that she was getting so hot. He was as hard as a rock, and it was time to feel the warm moistness of her. He broke off the kiss for a moment and pulled his hand out from under her shirt. 

Two buttons could still be opened at her collar, and he undid them quickly with a finesse that came from experience. He put his mouth over her warm tit and sucked hard as he flicked her swollen nipple with his tongue. He felt her back arch as he put his hand back under her shirt and caressed her side and stomach.

Tim couldn’t believe how it made him feel. His back arched to force Kevin to take more of his breast in his warm, wet mouth. He felt Kevin’s hands on him, but it didn’t matter. It only added to his excitement. Tim was sure that the hard-on inside him would cause him to explode. He felt an ache in his groin.

Kevin brought his hand further down, over her tight, smooth leggings. He rubbed the inside of her leg, coming close to, but not quite touching, her pussy. He would always do this to Sue to bring her to her peak.

Tim was ready to explode. Kevin was flicking his tongue faster and faster, and it was driving him crazy. His hand on his leg was a light touch that gave him goose bumps. They were careful not to draw attention to it, to what was happening. They didn’t want the guys to know they were watching Tina and Kevin. They could see his back arched and Kevin’s mouth over his breast. Pam didn’t want it to end like this. She had new designs for Tina. It would end if they didn’t stop it. Pam had seen how much Tim had drunk and knew he had to be drunk to just lie there and let Kevin do what he was doing to him. She was on the verge of saying something when she realized it wouldn’t be necessary. Kevin had moved away from him. Kevin moved his hand to her crotch and, with a gentle touch, began to rub. He didn’t know how long he could hold back his explosion.

That was all he needed. Tim let go. Groaning as his excitement peaked and then ebbed. Tim clamped his hand over his crotch as he pushed Kevin’s away. What had happened? He had never had a girl climax before him. Kevin lay there with his dick throbbing, and she was done. He took Tina’s free hand and placed it on his hard-on, still in his pants, and said quietly but forcefully, "Rub."

Tim was still coming down and was almost oblivious of anything around him. Kevin wanted him to rub, and he’d rub.

Kevin didn’t give a thought to the fact that he was coming in his pants. What was driving him now wasn’t in his head. In a moment, he lay back, spent.

Tim regained his senses, his hand still in his crotch. He thought for sure that the glue had broken loose and his penis had dropped to where it belonged, but he felt nothing. He was sure he had just come, but he didn’t even feel as damp as he thought he should. He was confused and relieved at the same time. What would he have been able to say if it had dropped? In his tight spandex leggings, it probably wouldn’t have even been evident. "I want to go home now, Kevin." Tim reached under his shirt and fixed his bra. His nipples were unbelievably sensitive, and barely brushing against them sent shivers down his spine. He buttoned the front of his shirt and stood up, straightening himself. He was back to his senses. The effects of the alcohol had worn off. Kevin was just as anxious to leave. The wet spot on his pants was very obvious. "All right, Tina, we’ll go." He turned to the others. "I’m going to take Tina home. I’ll come back for you in a few minutes." He got up, careful not to face them. He would change before he came back for them.

"We’re coming with you," Pam called after them.

It came as a surprise to the others. They all took Pam’s lead as she got up and headed for the car. The guys quickly gathered up the blankets.

Kevin and Tim got in the car quickly and waited.

Kevin was angry that the guys were going to see what he was wearing in his pants. It was no big deal for Tina. Girls don’t have to worry about that happening to them. Back at Pam’s car, the others climbed out of the car. Kevin held onto Tina’s arm, asking her to wait a second. The others were saying goodnight over by Pam’s car. "I’m sorry, Tina. I acted like a jerk. I shouldn’t have let you drink so much and then taken advantage of it." He was looking for forgiveness. What he really wanted was to ensure that Tina wouldn’t tell his girlfriend when they met.

Tim thought about what he said. His head was much clearer now. "It won’t happen again, Kevin. Good night." Tim hurried over to the girls.

Kevin felt like such a jerk. What if Sue finds out about this? What if Tina tells her friends?

He’ll be a laughingstock.

Tim didn’t want to talk about what happened with Pam and Sue. He didn’t know what to tell them. "I don’t know. The whiskey was soothing, and then the next thing I knew, he had his mouth over my breast, and it felt so wonderful, I just lost control. It won’t happen again." On the contrary, Pam and Sue had every intention of seeing that it did, but not until they were ready.

Patty and Nancy were asleep, and he didn’t want to wake them. Tim was still very sensitive when he took his bra off in the dark bedroom. He found out why he didn’t see a wet spot on his leggings. There was only the minutest damp spot in his panties. Not enough to leak through the material. He thought there should have been more.

Tim fell asleep in the quiet darkness, thinking about what tonight had been like. He had been with a guy and liked it. But he had been lucky; he got away with it. He couldn’t take that risk again.

He would thank the girls in the morning, but it was over. It was time to go back to being Tim again. Permanently, in the morning, Tim told them everything that had happened. "Tina, we warned you what would happen if you weren’t careful. You have to be careful how you behave around guys." Nancy blamed herself. "One of us should have gone with you." "I got away with it, luckily. But this is too new and different for me. I don’t think I can do this anymore." He wasn’t as set in his decision as he had been last night. In the daylight, back with Nancy and Patty, he felt safer, but he was still upset about what had happened. "It’s only been two days, Tina, and things were bound to be a little difficult at first. You’re past the worst of it now. You learned an important lesson last night. And besides, we don’t want you to go." Patty knew Nancy felt the same way. "We really like you this way. You’ve become like a little sister to us."

Tim knew they were sincere. "I’ll try it for a little longer." They stood there in their nighties and hugged him.

"Now that that’s settled, you have to go and get ready to go to the mall. You didn’t change your mind about the charm school and the modeling, did you?" Patty hoped not. She had decided that there was no need to worry about him going. He was ready, and there would be no boys there. He could learn a lot.

Tim got ready. He put on his white shorts and his red crop top. He called Sandy, and she suggested that they go over to Tampa and wander around one of the big malls over there. She wanted to know what he was wearing so that she could dress the same. Sandy didn’t want to wear a skirt if Tina was wearing jeans. Shorts were fine with her. It was Pam, Nancy, and Tim who stopped at Jack’s house to pick up Tina’s new ID. Nancy was not going to make the same mistake again and let Tim go off without either her or Patty when he was with Pam.

Tim knew just how far to trust Pam now. He no longer believed that last night's meeting with the guys was just a coincidence.

The license was ready, and Tina was officially sixteen. Actually, he was almost seventeen, according to his new date of birth.

There was quite a crowd at the mall, but they had no trouble signing Tim up. The woman who took the form was delighted to have her.

Tim needed to be at the mall Friday morning at nine. He wouldn’t be done until five. They had a lot to teach the girls and only a short time to accomplish it. The classes would run from Friday through the following Thursday, with only Sunday off. Next Thursday, they will select the 10 best girls for the show in Tampa. It would be a hectic day of wardrobe selection and fittings. The show was a two-day affair to introduce the spring fashions to all the buyers in the southeast. On Saturday, it would be open to the public, and the finale was a beauty contest where all the girls who had been brought in from all over the southeast would compete. "We don’t wear slacks or shorts. Only a skirt and blouse or a dress with heels is acceptable. And no denim." The woman laid out the dress code. "Good luck, Tina." Said the woman as they left,"

They were home by eleven. Tim had several hours before Sandy was supposed to show up, and there was something he needed to do. Pam had gone out somewhere as soon as they got home, and it was only Nancy and Patty there. "I need to call my mom." Nancy and Patty just looked at him.

"I need to get some money out of my bank account, and I haven’t talked to her in a week. I was calling her every couple of days." He wasn’t asking permission, although that’s what it sounded like to the girls.

"Go ahead, Tina. It’s ok to call your mom." Patty wondered what he was waiting for. "I have a problem." He wasn’t sure how to handle it. "My mom has my account book. How do I get it from her without her seeing me like this?" Tim was distraught. "I can’t just walk into the bank as Tina and withdraw money from Tim’s account either." He did have a problem. They all put their heads together.

The answer was obvious: "I’ll have to be Tim again for a few minutes."

"I need to call my mom now." He hesitated to pick up the phone, looking at them.

They understood. He wanted to be alone.

"We’re sorry; we weren’t thinking." Nancy and Patty left him alone in the bedroom. They didn’t want to eavesdrop, but they did want to know how his mother reacted to what he was doing. Patty’s dad had a speakerphone in his den.

"Hi, Mom," Tim said in his normal voice. It sounded strange to him; he hadn’t used it in days and had to think about it to keep from slipping back into Tina’s. "Hello, Tim."

"How are you and Bridget?" She sounded so cold toward him.

"We’re fine, Tim. She’s angry and hurt at what you did."

She didn’t sound fine to him.

It occurred to Patty that his mother didn’t make it very easy on him.

"Has Dad calmed down at all?"

"No, Timmy, you know he won’t."

He knew what kind of man his stepfather was, and his mother was right; he would never forgive Tim.

"Mom, I need to get some money out of my account. Will you sign a withdrawal slip for me?"

It was his money. "Yes, Tim."

"Would you give my bankbook to Bridget and ask her to meet me with it?" He certainly didn’t want his mother to see him.

"All right, Tim."

"I need my birth certificate, too, Mom."

She understood that living on his own, he would need it from time to time. "I’ll send it with your sister."

They arranged for Bridget to meet him at the drugstore by his stepfather’s house. With that out of the way, Tim asked the question he dreaded. "Mom, when can I come home?" Tim was pleading.

The girls could tell he was on the verge of crying.

"Tim, I told you before. You don’t live here anymore. God took away my son and left someone else in his place. I think you'd better stop calling here." It was just too painful for her. She was trying very hard to forget she ever had a son.

There was a short pause. Both Tim and his mother were silent. The girls heard the click on the line. She had hung up. Patty hung up the extension. "What the hell is the matter with that woman? She’s as cold as ice."

"She doesn’t deserve to have a son like Tim," Nancy realized what she said. "Or a daughter like Tina."

They decided they better get out of the kitchen before Tim came looking for them. It was almost half an hour before he came out of the bedroom.

Sue had left that morning, right after Pam and the others. She went to high school. Sue helped out in the office during school, and there were some things she wanted to do while the school office was deserted.

The only one around was one of the guidance counselors, and she was busy in her office. "I left a few things unfinished last Friday, and I didn’t have anything to do this morning, so I thought I’d come in and finish up," Sue explained to the woman. "That’s very conscientious of you, Sue. Go ahead." She was impressed. The first thing to do was to get to the school transfer files. Sue flipped through the files until she found a boy who had transferred from Atlanta a year ago. His file would be a guide to setting up a file for Tina. Some of the forms from Atlanta were on colored paper, but that wasn’t going to stop a resourceful girl like Sue.

She copied each document; then, after putting the originals away, she blanked the pertinent information on the forms and filled in the information she wanted there. Then she recopied everything onto the proper color paper.

It took Sue most of the morning to set up the file for Tina Brooks, a junior. Sue signed over signatures wherever necessary. She signed, in her own handwriting, for Mrs. Brooks, Tina’s imaginary mother. Tina’s address was Tim’s apartment, and Sue made up a phone number. The only thing missing was the medical file that Tina would need, and Sue knew that Pam was supposed to be taking care of it at this very moment. She was supposed to drop it off at school before one.

The only thing left was to make up a class schedule for the boy. He had to take the basics.

English, history, and math. Knowing they were skipping him a grade, she kept his math easy.

Phys Ed, of course. That would be interesting for him.

Now, for the classes Pam had said to enroll him in. Home Economics I and II. And lastly, French. Having checked Tim’s file, Sue made sure that he had none of the same teachers he’d had before.

Sue punched it all into the computer, and it accepted it, spitting out a printout for them to take home. When the teachers came in on Monday morning, they would find they had a new girl in their classes.

They had decided to leave Tim on the files and let the school figure out what happened to him.

Pam was on time, and with the medical history complete, Sue slipped the new file away where it belonged. As long as no one checked with Atlanta, Tina was ready to start school. His files were complete with pictures.

It took a little imagination on their part, but ‘Tim’ was waiting for his sister in the parking lot at the drugstore with Patty. His hair was tucked under the baseball cap they bought him. 

Tim was wearing a pair of Tina’s jeans with the baggy rugby shirt tucked into them. Wide tape flattened his chest. It made him extremely uncomfortable. 

Without makeup and with his eyebrows penciled in to look fuller, he looked something like Tim. He wore a pair of Patty’s brother’s sneakers. They were too big, but stuffed with paper, he was able to walk in them without too much trouble.

They were waiting about five minutes when Bridget arrived. She pulled in next to Patty’s car. Bridget just looked at him. She felt contempt for her brother. When her stepfather had told her mother and her what had happened, why he threw Tim out of the house, Bridget felt nothing but disgust. She immediately threw out all her makeup and washed every piece of her clothes. They seemed soiled to her.

She didn’t want to do this, but her mother insisted. She looked at her brother as he looked back; he looked strange to her. It wasn’t just the eyebrows; she had spotted that the second she looked at him. 

He was obviously still playing at his sick fantasy. This was the first time she had seen him since their stepdad threw him out, and she looked at him differently now. In the past, she had teased him, but she had also taken his looks for granted; she didn’t see him as feminine. 

Now, that’s the only way she saw him, and, remembering what he had done to her, using her things, she wanted nothing to do with him; he was sick.

Tim didn’t have to wonder how she felt toward him. He could see it in her eyes. It hurt deeply that even his sister didn’t want anything to do with him. He had no family anymore. He was on his own.