40 TV FICTION CLASSICS "SANDY THOMAS

older and always working. My mother had married him young and was still in her early forties but appeared far younger Look!"

He showed me a picture of them at the beach. Yes, his mother was beautiful, a former model who looked like she was still in her twenties. That day they had matching pale pink bikinis that tied in little knots around their hips.

Michael continued, "My mother always chose the most crowed spot on the beach. I had never seen my mother as 'sexy', but I guess she was because there was always tanned muscular men around us. One day when I came to meet her at the beach, she was talking to two guys. She introduced me as her cousin, not her daughter? I soon found out that she had a crush on one of the guys and was soon in the water splashing around with him. She yelled to me, 'Come on.' and soon I too was in the cool water. Later after they left I looked at mother. She smiled and said remorsefully, "I love your father, but he's always so busy. I'm not dead, you know." She told me things about her life I didn't know. We became very close."

"Wow."

"Mother taught me that summer a little about 'womanly wiles'. She said every woman is born with instincts, but I would have to learn mine from her. On the beach she taught me 'flirting'."

áShe'd say, 'Smile back with a sultry promise in your eyes, when the boys smile at you.' or 'Let your breasts bounce a little as you walk.' Evenings in a luscious, liquid satin peignoir set trimmed in lace with side slits she'd critique my Garbo imitation. I learned a lot that summer."

I couldn't believe it.

"Never mind me," he said slamming the album, "Now, let's work at getting you ready.'

The first item of apparel was a pair of very brief, high-cut bikini panties. They were very sheer and lacy with satin panels, all in a beautiful shade of pink. Next came a matching pink waist-cinch with eight, long, pink garter straps dangling from the bottom. Michelle wrapped the garment around my waist and stepped behind me to close the row of hooks and eyes in back. Reaching back to the bed, he next produced a pair of sheer, light pink nylon stockings with intricate lace designs running from the sandlefoot-sheer toe, which would let my pink-polished nails shine through, to the top of the thigh where the garter straps attach. As I sat on the bed Michelle carefully unrolled each stocking onto my outstretched leg.

Making me stand again, he then took each suspender strap, passed it through my panties and pulled them tight as he clipped the end onto the stockings. The matching pink nylon and lace brassiere was held out for me to put my arms through the straps. Stepping around behind

ACTING LIKE A GIRL -41

Mike and his mother at the beach. He told me, "My mother thinks by next summer, I'll be the same size as her. A 34 'B'!"

me, I felt Michelle fasten the hooks in back. He then opened a box that contained two silicone-filled 'breast' pads. They were complete with nipple shaped contours that simulated what a young woman would have. Michelle slipped and adjusted them inside the cups of my bra.

"I wore these before my own grew in to fill the cups. These feel like the real thing, both to the wearer, and to anyone who may accidently touch you there," he explained. I had to agree, they did bounce as if they were a part of me. My image in the mirror was shocking. From the neck down,