In 1994, my parents divorced. I was nine.
It was winter, and we were in the middle of the biggest ice storm my town had ever seen. My mother packed my sister and I up, and we left to go stay with my Aunt and Uncle in the next town. I had always enjoyed visiting with [...]

Girly Jeans

“Dad are you wearing mom’s jeans?” the 10yr old son asks.
“No, they’re my jeans.” They are low rise stretchy denim with flared legs and I hike them up a bit to make sure my pink panties aren’t peeking out the top.
“I’ve seen him wear those before,” says the 17yr old. “They’re girl jeans. Don’t you [...]