After my wife divorced me, I moved back in with my parents & younger sister, this didn't have any effect on my dressing up as Joanne. I would wear every thing I could under my male clothes & have every thing else I would need already out in my car, I would drive to a secluded spot & get changed & do my makeup then I would go driving around, go to malls, go where ever I could as a girl. One night I decided I didn't ever want to go back to being a guy again so I drove to the salvation army drop off site & put every thing I had that was male into the drop off, so here I was dressed completely as the woman I have always wanted to be, forced to drive home & go into the house as a woman. I waited until 6:00 AM to return to our house, that was when my father left for work. I parked my car out in front of our house & got out & walked to the front door & let myself in. I felt so normal walking around the house dressed as Joanne knowing that my mother & sister were just up the stairs from me.

Rather then be safe & go up to my room, I decided to make a cup of coffee & take it into the living room to drink it. I sat on the sofa & crossed my legs like the woman I was & started to drink my coffee, I was not even half way done with my coffee when I heard someone coming down the stairs, I didn't have enough time to get up & hide so I just sat there with my coffee cup in my hands. It was my sister & when she saw me her eyes were as big as saucers & she froze in her tracks. After a minute or so she started to continue walking into the living room, she stood in front of me & said, you look nice, why are you all dressed up like a girl ? I explained to my sister about how I felt like II should have been born a girl & she was quite understanding, she said that I should come up to her room with her & she would help me look a bit more feminine before I let our mother see me, I agreed & went up to her room with her.

My sister cut & styled my hair into a feminine look then re did all of my makeup, she even gave me a dress to wear with matching heels. We heard our mom go downstairs around 9:00 AM, by 10:30 AM I was ready. Our mom yelled up the stairs to my sister to let her know she was walking to the super market, we waited until we heard the door shut before we headed down stairs. My sister told me that she would tell our mom about me first while I waited out in the back yard, I agreed & I went out back. I sat on the steps, crossed my legs & lit a cigarette, as I sat there smoking, I could see my mom walking up the street, I made myself comfortable on the step knowing that I was finally going to tell my mother what I had been hiding my whole life.

I heard my mom & sister talking in the kitchen when all of a sudden the back door flew open & out came my mother storming towards me. All I heard next was my mother yelling at me saying, what the hell is wrong with you, you are a boy not a girl, I sat there & started to cry, my mother continued, look at you crying like a little sissy, get your little sissy ass up & get inside the house. I grabbed my purse & got up & went inside, my mother told me to sit at the kitchen table, I sat down as my mother stood next to me looking at every inch of my body like I was an alien or something.

Then she said, you shaved your legs & plucked your eyebrows then, as I sat there waiting for her to continue, she grabbed my ear & yelled, you even pierced your ears, I guess your gay too, well, are you ? without looking away from the table top I said, no, I am not gay, I like boys. My mother hit the roof, if you like boys then your gay, no I am not I said, girls go out with boys, my mother screamed at me, you are not a girl then she told me to go to my room & I was not to take off any of the clothes I was wearing so that when my father gets home I can show him how his sissy son wants to dress like his daughter.