"Lordy," she laughed, "it was! I didn't recognize you at all! I was also just a little angry about another girl coming to your place at this hour of the night. Gosh, I didn't know what to do or say as I don't know how many people that come here know you're an impersonator. But let me look at you take off your coat and hat.”

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I removed them and placed them on a handy chair, then slowly walked to the center of the room and turned around so she could really see me. She looked at me for several seconds, then walked over and looked in the empty bedroom. Then, she turned and walked back over to me. "I simply had to make certain you weren't still in there getting dressed. You had me fooled completely,” she said. “Come, let's have that drink.”

We sat on the sofa and Judy would look me over from head to toe and shake her head. “I just can't truly believe you are a man,” she said over and over, "you must be a girl masquarading as a man!"

I laughed and asked her If she wanted proof that I was a man.

"Not now," she smiled. "May I see your wigs again?”

“Of course,” I said, and we went back into the bedroom. She studied them from several minutes and then said, “Wow! You've a fortune tied up in these. Who styles them for you?"

I told her and she replied, "They're ruining them! I have the best wig stylists in the city and I'm going to do them for you from now on."

I stiffened and exclaimed, “Wait a minute. I'm not sure I like the idea of you just taking over like that."

She frowned, then smiled and said, "I'm sorry I was so abrupt; but let me show you something." She picked up a brown wig in a bouffant style and said, “This one, for example, is getting ruined by far too much lifting and teasing when it's dressed. The hair breaks off and you know it can't be replaced." She looked at the name in the lining, then continued, "You paid over two hundred dollars for this, and it won't last another year at this rate. That, principally, is why I want to take over the care and feeding of your hair pieces. My lil 'ol' scotch heart just can't stand to see expensive things needlessly ruined." She replaced the brown wig and picked up a champagne blonde one and said, "This is a very unusual style. I don't believe I've ever seen one like it before."

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