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"If I accept I'll need Sue's help. Is that okay with you?” Taking her nod as an answer Bill continued, "I'll give you my answer tomorrow. And not a word to anyone about our bet, all right?”

"Bill, you have just bought your lovely sister an expensive meal.”

"Don't count your chickens, Diane. I haven't said yes yet and I'm not going to unless I think I have a chance." Glancing at his watch he said, “I have to get to work. I'll give you my answer in the morning.”

The mornings work dragged on and on. Finally lunch rolled around and he used the time constructively, by calling Sue.

"Sue, I have an unusual problem and I need your help.”

"What kind of a problem, Bill?”

"Well, this morning at breakfast Diane told me about a beauty con- test that she's entering. I started kidding her about it and sort of indi- cated that anyone, myself included could beat her. So now she has dared me to enter the contest. If I back out now she will kid me un- mercifully for the next six months."

"So now I know why you called."

"Yes, for that reason and also for a chance to hear that lovely voice of yours again."

"You don't have to use flattery, Bill, though I don't complain when you do. I'll be glad to help out. Besides, I have always been curious about what you would look like in a dress and makeup."

"I'll come over tonight, then, Sue. Should I bring anything with me?”

"Just your own young body, and maybe your razor," she replied.

"Okay, see you at six, then."

At six sharp Bill arrived at her place. After the initial greetings she said, "I have some things layed out in the bathroom. I want you to take a nice hot bubble bath and shave yourself all over. Then put them on. Don't forget your underarms when you shave."

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