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sponging pancake on my face, "and if you had worn it

like I suggested we would have won the prize. You don't look anything like Captain Smith. I'd have done better. But you had your way.

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"Yeah, after I bought the automatic gas range." I pointed out.

"We needed it. darling, she replied, and imagine how foolish I felt to take the boots of your costume and the moccasins of mine back to the rental place to reverse sizes. It was obvious to the store keeper that I had plan- ed for us to wear each other's costume. He knew the costumes were both the same size. "

'Yeah, and that's my whole problem. If only the rest of me was bigger than you besides my feet! Then you couldn't get me to wear your dresses for alterations and do such fool things as this costume ball."

"But honey, if you were bigger all over you wouldn't fit in bed either!" She finished smoothing the pancake on me and started powdering my face. I looked helpless- ly in the mirror and watched my complexion being chang- ed into a fine feminine angel glow.

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"Dear, I said, "wouldn't it be better to take pic- tures of me instead? I know a magazine that will pay you good for the photos, and you'd get more than for the costume prize. I can go as Tarzan in my bathing suit."

She laughed and went to work on my eyebrows. "Tarzan! You're built more like Jane, honey! Anyway, I already decided to take pictures. I'm going, as an old time sidewalk photographer complete with a giant box camera and rotogravure. I'll be snapping everybody at the ball, including you, Liz!

"Oh, thanks for letting me know who I am." I said sarcasticly.

-"See how your eyes are coming cutie?" She had just completed feminizing my eyebrows and had now added some strokes of blue eye shadow, eyeliner, false lashes,

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