flowers embroidered on the left shoulder like a corsage, and the other was a lovely aqua shirtwaist dress with a very full skirt, and a beautiful bouffant petticoat of white nylon to wear with it.

"Which do you like best?" she asked.

"Do I have to choose between them?" I implored. "I love them both! I finally declared.

Of course, I tried them both on, but not until I had finished all of my housework. I tried on the sheath first, and then the shirtwaist dress.

"Which do you like best?" I demanded, standing before her in the blue shirtwaist dress.

"I like them both", she replied, "of course you can keep both of them", she assured me. "Keep the one you have on now for the rest of the day", she suggested.

I was delighted, and only too glad to do so. It seemed to both of us that my black patent leather pumps were perfect with both dresses. Needless to say that from that time on I always changed from my uniform into one or the other of my two lovely dresses just as soon as I finished my housework on Saturday, and again on Sunday. I much preferred to stay at home all day Satur- day, and all day Sunday, so I could wear one or the other of my two beautiful dresses, but after a few weeks I could see that Mary wanted to go out to dinner in the evening, so again we began to go out on Saturday night, and again on Sunday night.

One evening Mary said: "Darling, Penny has invited us over to her house for cocktails and dinner this Saturday, would you like to go?"

Penny was Mary's younger sister who lived on the other side of town. She had been a high-fashion model before her brief marr- iage, and had been left a widow with a little girl about 24 and a little boy about a year old.

"Why, yes," I replied, "I'd love to go.

The next Saturday afternoon after I had finished the house- work, and was about to change from my uniform to go over to Penny's house, Mary came into the bedroom where I was changing my clothes.

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