A young female by the name of Tamara sat around her house idly. Every since she had gotten off of school for Summer vacation, Tamara had found herself... sitting around the house a lot lately with nothing to do. Most of her friends were either at work of busy with lives of their own, which of course excluded Tamara from their plans completely. Sitting on the couch wearing nothing more than a T-shirt that went to mid-thigh, Tamara would contemplate her activities of the day. Mindy, Tamara's older. As their eyes met, she could immediately sense the disappointment radiating from him. A stinging pang hit her full on and she nearly broke down then and there, her legs suddenly feeling weak underneath her. He hardly held the gaze for a second before lowering his eyes, looking almost annoyed at seeing who it was. "Oh, it’s you,” he said flatly. “Well?” He’d never used this tone of voice with her before and it scrambled her mind completely. All those carefully chosen greetings had all now. She got thesurgery? Maybe Johanson was right about Jordan? Maybe she really wantsto be a she? Is that possible??'"Hey girlfriend!" Rebecca?" Jordan looked down and saw Mr. Johanson's niece getting outof the car."Uncle Ed called me and told me you were going to the mall, and I was,like, kewl! I hope you don't mind if I tag along? I had such fun lasttime!" Sure... Of course, Rebecca!"Jordan's heart sank. Now he was going out with two women who would befussing over his clothes. And he already knew. He puts something on the television, but his mind keeps going back to Tinsel and her beautiful, naked body. He is getting hard just thinking about it. Eventually he just turns off the television and walks down the hall to his sister’s room. It is nearly midnight when he slips in. Looking on the floor he sees the pants and panties she was wearing earlier. Instinctively, he picks up the panties. The red little thing is even still moist from where she was obviously leaking. He puts them to his.