Jenny was crying in the kitchen when her mother entered. She was upset because not only was Peter wearing her things… but they were her favourite things. Her mother assured her that Peter would replace them with his pocket money. “It’s obviously not the first time he’s done it!” her mother said as she realised just how well he’d applied the make up.

Jenny said she often found things out of place, but she’d just assumed it was her mother. “I never thought for a second it was Peter!” she said. “The thought of him rummaging through my drawers makes me sick!”

“Well something needs to change.” her mother said, before a flash of inspiration. “You always said you’d prefer Peter’s room because it’s bigger and has a better view.” she said, “Would you like to help me clear Peter’s things out and you can move in tonight?”

 

“Tonight!?” Jenny exclaimed. “What about Peter?” she asked.

“He’ll move into your room of course.” her mother stated. “If he’ll go to such extremes to play dress up with your things, then maybe the ideal antidote is not to give him the choice.”

“What do you mean?”

“If he wants to dress as a girl, that’s exactly what he’ll be doing, whether he likes it or not.”