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While I was admiring myself in the mirror, the sales girl returned and Adele handed her the burnt toast suit she had chosen and the girl turned to me and inquired, "how do you like the suit you have on, it really makes you glow?"

Not really wanting to waste any more money, I re- plied speaking as softly as I could and yet loud enough to be heard, "the jacket is perfect and I love the style, but the skirt is much too loose".

"If this is all that is wrong, we have no problem. I will call the seamstress and have her fit the skirt to you, You can decide whether you take it after you see it pinne up."

Soon she reappeared with the seamstress who pinned the skirt, tapering it to the knees and letting the hem down and making the skirt to the proper length. Adele broke in, "she will take it, but only if you can have it altered before the store closes."

Normally alterations would take several days but after Adele told her of the fire they promised to have it ready for me before the store closed.

While waiting, I accompanied Adele into the lingeri department which was on the same floor and sat idly by in the fitting room while Adele tried on bras, girdles, garter belts, slips and gowns. I watched her with in- terest as she faced the mirror and posed in various ways, regarding herself critically before making a decision. She asked me to wait while she took the items she wanted to buy out to the counter and possibly to select more things for herself. I was content since wearing high heel for such a long time was not something I wax used to.

She returned and handed me a matching set of bra, panties, slip, "time we bought you something, Marion, try these on", she ordered, "they will go nicely with your suit.

They fitted perfectly and I noted that my size was 36B, panties size 5, slip medium. Adele handed me a high waisted girdle which was really a waist cinch on the top and had me try it on. It accentuated the feminine

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