not padded and that Butch's beautifully full and pointed breasts were his own. Mrs. Brown's glance dropped--what she saw made her giddy and she clung to the bureau for support swaying unsteadily--as Butch stepped out of his pretty lacy panties. He became aware of his mother's gaze and apparent confoundment--the thin line of his eye- brows arched up even higher--

"Why mother dear, didn't Aunt Marian write you about my operation? Right after we left here Aunt Marian had those large growths in my crotch removed. She told me that they were mainly responsible for my acting and talk- ing so much like a boy.... .!"

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DOOR-BELLE

My sweet new husband's awfully nice. He doesn't mind at all

Modeling dresses that I make-- We're each about as tall.

He rather likes the whole effect (One must, designing dresses, Adjust for heels and proper bust, And color too, and tresses.)

I had him in a waltz-skirt which With all else on was charming. The doorbell rang. He answered it-- It was a bit alarming.

A salesman looked him over like He was a box of candy.

I was so pleased. My handiwork Was turning out just dandy.

But I'm a jealous wife. I fumed When that man, the dope!

Said to My model, "Your husband's not At home....I hope, I hope?"

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