James decides to wait until tomorrow when more people were around to use the ring. In the mean time he decided to watch some TV. But he couldn't keep his mind on the shows. His mind kept drifting to what he was wearing. he could feel the tightness of the panties he was wearing inside his pants. It wasn't an uncomfortable feeling, but he was quite aware of it. He also knew he was wearing a bra. He knew that the bra had nothing to support, but he didn't want to take it off. It was a thrill to wear and also without it he knew he would feel a little bit undressed.
No matter how much he tried to concentrate on his show, his mind kept going back to the same things. But then it hit him, if he was wearing panties, does that mean his drawers were only filled with panties or this was the only one? He went over to the drawer that should contain his boxers and briefs and looked in. Sure enough it was full of panties. There were more panties in there than he had ever had briefs. They were in dozens of styles and colors. He remembered he had only about about a dozen of his own underwear. There wasn't much variety, they were all white and mostly boxers which he preferred but he also had a few pairs of briefs.
Leaving his room, he found Audrey in her room.
"Audrey, can I ask you a big favor?" he asked sheepishly. He knew this conversation would be odd.
"What do you want," Audrey said with a mock exasperated sound in her voice.
"Audrey, can I borrow a pair of your boxers?" James made sure to say boxers instead of underwear. He wanted to be clear.
"Why do you want to borrow a pair of my boxers? Are you going to wear them? Are you a fag?"
"Well all the other boys wear boxers. I want to see how they feel."
"You can't wear my underwear. That is just like so totally gay."
"You wear your pretty panties and I'll wear my boxers."
"But the other boys wear boxers."
"That doesn't make it any less gay. Do you want to wear my skirt too? How about my dress. I have a great pair of strappy sandals with a heel mom just bought me. Do you want to wear them too?"
"No, but this is different. None of the other boys in my class wear panties."
"So what?"
"So, I want to dress like they do."
"Then borrow their underwear. You can't wear my clothes!"
"But you are wearing boys boxers."
"So what. They fit me."
"Why aren't you wearing panties?"
"I never have. That would be totally weird."
"But don't the other girls wear panties?"
"Of course they do. They're girls."
"You're a girl you should wear panties too."
"No I shouldn't. I wear boxers." Audrey was getting mad. She pushed passed James and went to find her mother. But before she left she said, "I'm getting mom, don't touch my underwear!"
James followed her out. "Mom, James is acting all faggy."
"Audrey don't use a word like that."
"But he wants to wear my boxers."
"He wants to what?" James mother Heather said.
"He wants to wear my boxers," Audrey repeated
Heather looked at James. "It was a joke, it was a joke," James said.
"It isn't very funny," Heather replied.
"Oh it's no big deal, I wasn't going to do it. I just wanted to see what Audrey would say."
"I say you are a fuckin queer," Audrey shouted at him.
"Language."
"I'm sorry mom," Audrey apologized to her mother.
"Don't you think you should apologize to your sister!"
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean anything."
"I still think you are a fa..." Heather gave Audrey a look before she finished her sentence. Continuing Audrey said, "a fairy."
"It was just a joke," James tried to recover.
Without much left to be said, James and Audrey returned to their room. On the way, "Next time I'll call your bluff and make you wear my boxers. Then you can fly away like the fairy you are."
When James returned to his room. He thought about what happened. Audrey acted like wearing boxers was the normal thing for her. Even though she knew that boys wear boxers and girls wear panties. His mother thought the same thing. James realized that no matter how screwed up he could make things, everyone would think things are perfectly normal.
James would wait until tomorrow and then use the ring some more.