one of the greatest was an evening in early spring.

Mrs. G--and my mother were movie fans, and about this time "Bank Night" was in its hey-day. For those of you too young to remember such things, this was one night set aside each week when the local cinema gave away a cash prize to whichever lucky member of the audience held the winning ticket. There were many other gimmicks to increase attendance, too; but Bank Night was one of the more successful. In our town it was Thursdays; and therefore Robin and I had a whole evening alone together every week. Mother and Mrs. G-- would leave immediately after supper, and we knew they would not be back for a minimum of three and a half hours at the least. (Gad! How they trusted us!)

I sensed that something was in the offing this part- icular day when Robin, with a strange smile, said she would not be home after school, but for me to feel free to use her room and apparel as I wished, and of course I did. It was shortly before supper when she appeared, and she had the atmosphere of a Balkan spy about her and she gave me many enigmatic looks with a Mona Lisa smile.

I was busy at my schoolbooks when the ladies left for the weekly show; but as soon as the downstairs door clicked shut so did the books; and I was across the hall to Robin's room. She was sitting on the edge of the bed, swinging her feet and grinning; and beside her was a simply-wrapped parcel. Wordlessly she handed it to me to open. Inside was one of the loveliest treasures I have ever found. Somewhere, somehow, she had managed to locate a matching set of peach color- ed satin panties and bra. They were lavish with lace; a flare-leg style step-in and a bra with delicate edg- ings of lace around the cups and full lace under the cups. I estimate that it was about four seconds before I was ready to try them on--and wonder of wonders, they fit as if they had been made to measure. We added the falsies--by this time I had come up with the idea of water-filled toy balloons--and then she reach- ed under the bed and slid out another package. She was almost bubbling over as she said, "I think you'11

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