enticing inviting a sweet-blossomed tropic jungle luring the unwary, the guileless ones into sweet expensive traps. His dressing- room fairly teemed with fancy shaped bottles containing ounce upon ounce of amber-gold liquids that ran like fluid love, exciting to the very core. He fought the urge to buy and held his breath as he hurried toward a high white globe inscribed "UP" and silently implored the doors below to open.

He stepped inside to the operator's nice: “Good morning."

The elevator soared upward and although he had only bought the ring and necklace-pure impulse buying-Cass felt he should end his shopping day and return home. He felt flushed and warm. At the fifth floor, the doors drew back slowly, tantalizingly as theater curtains do, to reveal in a growing panorama of indescribable beauty the heavenly world of the lingerie department—a veritable cloud of loveliness with sweet drifts; delicate interweavings of see-through pastels edged with laces of butterflies and flowers and dainty ribbon bows stitched by loving fingers to dear folds of ethereal tricot and silk, of satin and batiste and gathered into shimmering-cool loveliness by the tiniest strands of elastic that could send sweet electric pulses through fingers and set the skin of legs afire with its gentle upward caress. He wanted to be home . . . home in the soft, secret sanctuary of his bedroom. but to leave now, after coming this far, would be regrettable. He would just hate himself for the entire week-end knowing he had reached this enchanting world only to leave without a purchase-some whimsy... frippery... something small and inexpensive perhaps...

The salesgirl's glasses hung on a black glace cord which allowed them to swing a gentle arc just above her pert breasts.

"Good morning. May I help you?"

"Aah, slips. Size thirty-four."

"Yes. Something in the new shortie style—a chemise!"

"Good...!"

She turned to a cabinet and removed a lucite drawer so tightly packed that its contents foamed high above the brim and several dainty things fell partway to the floor before she snatched them from the air.

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