FICTION

Three

On A Tryst

THRI by Crystal (5-S-3) FPE

"See you tomorrow, Tom Harrison called as he punched out his time card and left the building through the employee's entrance. He walked briskly the short distance to his apartment house and let himself in the big front door. Checking the mail box he noted the long brown envelope among the sheaf of advertisements and bills. "The Mirror at last, he said hald aloud as he hurried up the stairs to his door.

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As soon as he had closed the door behind him, Tom swiftly shed his clothes and took a refreshing shower. He noted with pleasure that he still had a smooth shaven body from the last session of careful depilatory appli- cation. He stepped out of the rower and toweled dry as he went to his femme closet. After donning a succes- sion of bra with inserts, garter belt, black panties with lace trim, and seamless, smoke colored stockings drawn firmly and fastened to garter belt, he wriggled into his favorite black satin slip and smoothed it down to caress his shiny nylon clad thighs. Seating himself at the bed- room dressing table, Tom began to apply make-up with the rapid and studied facility gained through years of practice. After an even layer of foundation cream from hairline to well below the collarbone, Tom proceeded to outline his eyes and brows with pencil and mascara. Satisfied with the effect he evenly powdered over the surface of the now dried foundation and then outlined and painted in a bright scarlet mouth, making sure that he kept within the natural lip line.

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