"What am I going to wear? The only pair of good jeans I have arein the wash. I'll go get them. They aren't that dirty." "Leave them in the wash! I'll... find you something to wear." She looked in her dresser and handed him a pair of black stirruppants. He said he couldn't wear those and she rebutted with aquestion. "Would you rather wear a dress? You either put these on or I'llfind you a dress!" He knew that tone of voice and he didn't want to rile her anyfurther. He put them on. He was. Youmust have a heart of gold!" I said to him. He blushed.We talked a bit more. Steve had to leave about 7 in the morning. I toldhim I would be leaving a couple of hours later. We had this last night tospend together. He seemed a bit sad."Steve, why so glum. I kind of feel the same way. I am going to miss you,too, but I will be back before you know it," I said."I know. I feel like I have known you forever, even though it's only beenabout 24 hours," he replied."Well then, let's do something that. “Yes aunty, you may start.” I cleared my throat saying that.“Take your seat on the floor. I don’t allow clothes in my class son. You have 5 minutes to settle down.” I undressed myself quickly and prepared myself. I didn’t felt awkward anymore to get naked before aunty. Aunty took out the long wooden cane from outside the room door and locked the door. I wondered she carried it along with her. “I was in trouble”, I gasped to myself. She came closer to me and explored her fingers in my pubic. Nevertheless, I went and looked, just to be sure. Myworst fears were confirmed. I was in fact staring at a middle-aged womanthat was identical to Mrs Griswald.?I told you so!? a voice came from behind.I quickly turned around, only to see her picking up my clothes. ?What areyou doing? What have you done to me???Simple. The clothes make the woman. And you tried them on.??What do you mean???It's an old trick of ours to empower our clothes with our identity. Themore I wear them, the more they get.