27.

IT SHOULD HAPPEN TO US STORIES--No. 1

He eyed the woman hungrily.

"How good it would be", he thought, "to be permitted to wear things like she was wearing". Those huge, dramatic earrings. That lovely flowing tie-silk dress in those vivid colors. Dramatic make-up so that brows could sweep upward and lipstick to make a mouth so deliciously kissable. false eyelashes heavily mascarraed too.

And

He noticed her watching him and was intrigued by her level, perceptive gaze. "Oh if only such a woman ould accept me as her slave," he thought.

Her voice was rich and authoritative as she said, "You will call a cab for me". Startled, he hailed the cab and held the door open for her. "Get in", she ordered. He obeyed.

"I'd love it if she would bind my wrists together and blindfold and kidnap me," he thought.

Removing a sash from around her waist, she said, "Turn your back and cross your wrists behind you". Expertly she lashed the wrists together and tied them to the back of his belt. Then she drew a scarf from her purse and blindfolded him. Soon the cab came to a stop and she prodded him out of the cab and up some stairs.

He felt her unbuttoning his clothes, removing his tie, taking off his shoes and socks. Then she removed the blindfold and untied his wrists. He saw that she was wearing a flowing housecoat of cerise satin and all the clothing that she had been wearing was laid out on a bed.

"Put those things on", she commanded

"But, I-|

"Go on.

You know you want to wear them."

Bewildered, he obeyed her orders and donned all of the clothes even to her high heeled slippers. Then she seated him before a vanity and proceeded to apply makeup just as he had envisioned it, even to the false eyelashes.

"Oh, I'd love to be this woman's servant, her