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when naked, but he flushed more now as the flimsy garment clung to his body.

However, worse was to, come. They put a lacy nylon vest on him and paused to inspect their work. "How sweet," Linda sneered, "Karen, fetch his petticoats."

Karen held up a frilly petticoat. Jeff looked at it in horror! Surely they wouldn't put that on him. It rustled and shimmered, soft silk and taffeta layers each deeply flounced and frilly, yards of glistening white sensual material. She walked toward him with the horrible garment, smiling.

He wouldn't do it! He had to get away. He ran for the door but the women were on him in a moment. His mother and aunt held him as he squirmed and shouted. He was desperate and used all his strength to try to escape, but he could not break the grasp of the two women.

"Stand still while I dress you, darling, or we can take you outside just as you are," his mother said.

She couldn't mean it! She would never make him go out like this!

"Are you ready to be a good little girl?" his aunt asked.

He gave her a look of pure hate, and again tried to break their grip. Once again he failed. These two grown women together were just too strong for a seventeen year old boy. He realized that they could drag him out of the house dressed just as he was in lacy vest and panties. That would

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"How sweet," Linda sneered, "Karen, fetch his petticoats."