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It was mid-afternoon when Alex woke up. He rubbed his eyes as he sat on the bed. He slowly left the bed; he was surprised that he didn't take off these clothes. He really didn't know, he just didn't feel like taking them off.

Alex left the bed finding the shoe he was wearing beside the bed. He was a bit confused but he didn't put it on, instead, he reached for one of his high-tops. For some reason, he didn't want to take the skirt or the tights off. He still didn't understand his sudden liking for these clothes.

Feeling the need to go to the bathroom, Alex left his room since his bathroom was not done yet. His stomach didn't feel good because of Today's events. He walked through the hallway and entered the bathroom.

Downstairs, George, and Erinna were in the backyard playing with Rex. George was in his new team's sweater over his shirt and slacks. He had taken off his necktie the moment he walked into the house.

George threw the frisbee to Erinna while Rex chased after it. Erinna would then throw it back and again, Rex will chase after it.

"You won't be able to play this game with him when he grows up," Jeff commented with a chuckle seeing the puppy jamb to catch the frisbee but he still wasn't tall enough. He can imagine that in two months he wouldn't even have to jump to catch the frisbee.

"That's why we are doing it now," Erinna replied giggling. It was fun playing with Rex and they definitely didn't regret having him. He's also good as an alarm for Erinna.

"So, are you ready for tomorrow?" George asked throwing the frisbee back to Erinna. She may not know it, yet but she's very famous in the school now. After she demanded the election to be made again not wanting to be the president of the student council till grade 7, she only ended up with more votes.

She's also known for being an official team manager, and the whole school knows that messing with her is not really a good idea. Breaking International swimming records also didn't make her less famous, if anything it earned her a nickname.

"What do you mean?" Erinna titled her head to the side in confusion throwing the frisbee back to George.

"I am sure all boys will be bringing you flowers tomorrow, it's Valentine's Day tomorrow," George teased making Erinna blush and stick her tongue out to him. George couldn't help but laugh, sure his duty of keeping boys away is getting harder now, but he doesn't mind.

"Hi, she's MY baby girl, she doesn't belong to other boys," Jeff joined into the joke making Erinna blush even more.

"Dadddddy," Erinna whined stomping her feet into the ground in protest. This caused her to miss the frisbee as Rex ran to it catching it in his mouth and then made a run for it before George could catch him.

Being daddy's girl had its ups and downs, Jeff was spoiling her and showing his affection and care to her more openly. She knew he only didn't do this to her as Ryan because it would embarrass a boy her age. But with a girl, it was no problem at all.

The downside, however, is that Jeff had become very overprotective over her. Both he and George took it as their responsibility to keep all boys away from her. While George favored Oliver and didn't mind him being close to Erinna. Jeff watched them carefully every time Oliver got close to his daughter.

Upstairs, Alex had just left the bathroom still feeling a bit sick in his stomach. That's when he spotted Heather and she spotted him at the same time. He saw her look him up and down once seeing him in the same clothes he was forced in. "I am sorry, I will change right now," Alex apologized thinking he was in trouble.

Before Alex could go anywhere, he found himself in Heather's arms as she rubbed the back of his head. "You're not in trouble, we can talk about it if you want to," Heather whispered gently. She was afraid that this vile woman made Alex think he have to wear like this and that he should be punished. She stood against women like her in courts before. The population of males is declining and all they want to do is feminize them.

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