Not that curious.

No! I’m not going to put on fake boobs. You pull the wig off your head. “Geese, I’m not a faggot” and you place the hair piece carefully on its side like you found it.

You close the closet door. Barefoot it is then you think to your self. The dogs were getting wrestles wanting someone to play with them. You walk out of the bedroom. “Okay guys,” you say talking to the two dogs. “No judging me now”

They look at you oblivious to your situation, only wanting to hang out like they do. “Great, you guys are awesome.” You roughly pet and rub the tops of their heads as you walk down the hallway to the kitchen.