70--TV FICTION CLASSICS

BORN TO BE

A DAUGHTER

SANDY THOMAS ADVERTISING -71

dressing than to his own preparations. I brushed a clear sealer on my dark red lips, did my upper eyelids in grays and greens with a thin line of green shadow under my lower eyelashes, and added a touch of pink blush to accent my cheeks. After brushing my bangs, I allowed my hair to flow in rich curls down my back.

"Sweetheart, how does my makeup look?" I purred, turning to face my husband.

He just sat staring at me, not answering. My ample breasts overflowed the lace confines of my black, satin and lace merry widow with a plunging V-wire center, and my matching bikini panties fit tightly over my expanding hips. "I'll take your silence as acceptance," I sighed. He never took his eyes from me as I sexily walked to my dresser and took out a pair of nude nylons.

Still trying to entice a response, I sat at my vanity facing him and sensuously rolled the nylons up my legs. The wide elastic band at the top held them taut on my thighs, but I asked in a sultry voice. "Honey, do you think I should wear a garter belt?"

"If you want too," his voice cracked.

"I do want to! I want to look sexy for you," I cooed, threading the lace garters under the waistband of my panties and sliding my feet into lovely velvet high heel slippers that made my legs take on such a feminine shape.

I took a shimmering silk slip from a hanger and let it flow over my body. It felt so sensuous as it caressed my womanly curves. There were so many pleasures with being a woman. With a seductive glance at Bob, I reached into my closet and pulled out a dark green dress with elbow length pillow sleeves and wide satin bows at the shoulders. I shivered as the silk lining caressed my body and I faked difficulty closing the back zipper. "Sweetheart, could you help?" I cooed.

"I'd love to," Bob stammered. Quickly standing up, he carefully closed the clasp while I slid the gold posts of my jade earrings into my ears, followed by a jade necklace surrounded with Austrian crystal. Bob helped me with that clasp too.

The dress hugged my body and accented my small waist and feminine hips. The just above the knee length skirt showed my nylon covered knees, calves, and ankles to advantage. Legs like these could only belong to a woman!

I fastened a matching bracelet to my right wrist and slipped a large cocktail ring of Austrian crystals onto my pinkie finger. Standing back so my husband could observe

"I do want to look sexy for you," I cooed to my 'husband' sitting in our bedroom watching me dress.