Georgia takes Scarlett Dress shopping

Georgia had always wanted a daughter, someone who she could live vicariously through. Unlucky her and Steve were in that department Bill had proven himself time and time again as a "good son". Scarlett was a blessing in disguise.

"First things first," Georgia said, "We need to get you some new clothes."

She tugged on Scarlett's suit sleeve and gave a disgusted look. Scarlett pulled her hand back.

"We must get you some proper girl's attire," continued Georgia. "We could finangle some of my old dresses for the moment, but I never had a rack quite that large. You'll have to go bra less."

Scarlet was dragged up the stairs by Georgia. "Hey, I can walk!" Scarlett protested.

Bill waited in the living room for a half an hour or so until his parents came back down. Scarlett was flustered as she walked down the stairs wearing a floral white sundress and one inch heels. She was clearly having trouble walking in them, clinging to the railing as she descended.

"How do you manage to walk?" She asked Georgia.

"Practice practice," Georgia said, smacking Scarlett's arm. "You won't get any better with training wheels."

Bill stood up, it wasn't often one got to see their mom teach their dad how to be a woman.

"Come on, Bill," Georgia said, "We are going to the Mall."