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"Oh, you must be Roberta, Alice's friend," said the exotic red-head as she came in. "And what wonderfully feminine clothes you are wearing. Is that the latest style from Paris?"

Bob mumbled an embarrassed reply and led the visitor into the living-room where Alice sat waiting. He saw that all the shades had been drawn so that this terrible farce could not be witnessed by neighbors or passersby. But all the lights were on so that his humiliation would be fully exposed in every detail.

"Roberta, this is Joan, an old friend of mine," said Alice in introduction. "She leads a very interesting life, and I wanted to show her the kind of man I am married to. Won't that be fun for us all?"

Bob mumbled an embarrassed noncommital answer and then Joan said lightly, "Please walk around so I can get a good look at you, Roberta. Arch your back so your tits stick out, and sway your hips exaggeratedly as you walk, just like the other girl models do when they want to appear sexy and attract men."

"Yes, do like Joan suggested," commanded Alice sharply. "Since you're being a girl, you might as well work at being a sexy one. Men like sexy girls, don't they, Roberta? Girls like Jane Farnham ?"