Andy and Thomas 37

The last thing I expected was for Mrs. G to tell my mom about Thomas and I. But she was not only ok with the whole arrangement, she also wanted us to spend some of our time at my house. Mrs. G agreed to her conditions. We groveled at their nylon feet and begged for them to reconsider, but they had made up their minds already. 

I was furious with Mrs. G. I couldn't believe she had told my mom about Thomas and I. And I was also fuming with my mom. I couldn't believe she was on board with the whole situation. She wasted no time taking advantage of the situation. She had Mrs. G drop us off the following week. 

Our nails needed to be painted again so that was the first thing she did. She chose bright red nail polish. She put one coat on our fingers. She painted our toes while it dried. When they were both dry, she put a second coat on. Then she ordered us to get dressed. 

My mom had a little surprise waiting. Yellow cheerleader uniforms she had gotten from her friend who was a teacher and cheerleading coach. We both sighed at the sight of the uniforms.

"Come on mom, give us a break" I said. "We don't want to spend the whole summer dressed like stupid girls." 

"That's the first problem right there. Girls are not stupid at all. And you need to learn that. And there are other valuable lessons you can learn from this experience. But you will understand when you are a little older. So get dressed." 

We went and got changed separately. We put on bras stuffed with padding, panties, tan pantyhose, and the yellow cheerleader uniforms. I didn't know how long my mom was going to have us stay before we went back to Mrs. G's. I honestly couldn't decide what would be worse.

My mom told us to go to my room where she had a few rolls of duct tape waiting for us.

She made us put our hands together so she could wrap them with tape. Then she used rope to bind our ankles and knees together.