"So what if Jon is a fag?" asked his mom. "Maybe he won't go into denial like you did, Jim."
"I was never in denial, Joan," exclaimed his dad.
"Yes you were," said his mom. "From what I heard, you were quite the fag yourself. Your mom wasn't even sure you like girls. She thought you only liked boys. I know you wrote homoerotic poetry. I know you wore your mom's panties. I know you hurt because the other guys didn't accept you. But, please, don't do the same thing to Jon."
Jon could feel himsef blush. He had done those same things. Now that his dad knew what it was like to be him, he apparently had done the same things. Unfortunately, even if his dad did accept him, Jon knew that he couldn't reverse the wish. His dad was stuck like that now.
