Downstairs in the living room.

"Better just move along quickly and try to get by them." you think to yourself. Once you reach the bottom of the stairs, however, you realize you have to walk right through the living room (where they're hanging out) to get to the kitchen. Hoping you can get by without having to talk to any of them, you try walk through quickly without making eye contact. Your sister looks over at you, stifling her laughter, and says, "Hey Mark, come here really quick!" Sighing to yourself you walk over. All the girls are giving you sly looks and giggling to themselves. You don't like the look of this, but the quicker you get it over with the quicker you can get back to your room afterall.

"So Mark," your sister begins, "Katrina here was telling us about how you and her used to play 'dress up' together when you were kids." While it's true, you haven't really cared or thought anything about it since you grew up. "Yeah, but that was just when we were little kids, no big deal." Lilly starts laughing and says, "No big deal, of course! But we were just a little curious about it since Katrina said you guys played all the way up until you were twelve! I don't really think a twelve-year-old is a 'little kid.'" You had hoped that Katrina wouldn't tell anyone about that, but it's no big deal. You were just a kid playing with a friend, and haven't done it in years. Despite all this you can still feel your cheeks getting red. Alex sees you blushing and says, "So tell me Mark, did you enjoy dressing up like a little girl? It's nothing to be ashamed of! You can tell us."