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and takes care of me, he loves me. I am a woman and a wife. I am Mrs Frank Jackson, I have a husband.... N etc.

This indoctrination worked pretty well and I began to feel real "wifey". I was accompanying my husband on a bus- iness trip and while he was taking care of the business I would go shopping in some of the nicer stores of the city. I called a cab to be taken to the shopping district. I got a very solicitous cabby who, when I was trying to mem- orize the street names where the motel was located, took the trouble to write it out for me on a slip of paper. When we arrived and I got out of the cap and paid him he took my hand and pulled me close enough to whisper in my ear, "M'am, the lowest button on your dress is unbuttoned, I thought you'd want to know." He was real cute and his thoughtfullness was a compliment to my authenticity. My dress didn't zip in the back but had a row of large buttons and true enough the bottom one was undone. I thanked him and entered the store.

light and feminine.

I had bought a new dinner dress the week before in anticipation of the trip. It was of cerise chiffon, very I wanted a little evening hat to go with it and set out to find one. This required visits to 5 or 6 places before I found what I was looking for at a reasonable price. Then just as I had begun to get the money from my purse I happened to look on another table and there was the hat for me. Naturally it was about three times the price but it was too cute to resist. It really wasn't right to call it a hat...it was a hair decoration. It con sisted of little flat plate of cerise velvet with wire "wings"at the sides to give it a grip and this was covered with cerise tulle caught up in a perky little tuft on on e side. It really got me and I got it. I also discovered some gloves of the same shade so my shopping trip was successful and I had enjoyed investigating the stores,

My

I got a cab again and went back to the motel. husband had not yet returned, so I busied myself taking a shower and getting dressed for the evening. I had re- ceived a beautiful pantie and slip set of satin for Christ-