FICTION

THE NEW GIRLFRIEND

Grace

"Those miniskirts are way too short," I blurted out. I was speaking of my sisters who had just dressed for the school dance. Barbara was seven- teen and a senior while Donna was fifteen and a sophomore. I fell right in between the two girls but was just the same size as Barbara so she still bossed me around.

"They do seem a bit short," Dad muttered, but he was more interested in getting dinner finished since he and Mother were planning an evening with the company personnel. The general atmosphere throughout dinner seemed to indicate that the subject would be brought up again, so the girls were rather uneasy and quiet.

At seven o'clock Dad and Mother left for the party and gave us the usual instructions - be good, get home on time and have fun. The school dance was a monthly affair and was well attended.

"So our skirts are too short," it finally came out of Barbara. “You seem to be trying to get us in trouble lately." Now Donna joined in also, "Well, little brother dear, you've managed only to get yourself into trouble with us!"

"Get into our bedroom," both ordered.

Not really suspecting anything I went along quietly, but when I looked at Barbara's bed I froze. Right away I could tell what was on their minds when I saw the clothing all laid out neatly on the bed. Even Barbara's wig seemed to stand in readiness on the dresser.

I wheeled around with a wild look, but apparently the girls were

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