FICTION

SUMMER OF '72

(Continued from TVia #98)

"Why don't you call me Debbie?" he asked. "That's what Ellen and Susan called me."

"Fine, Debbie it will be."

"Get your apron on and start on the dishes."

When they had finished for the evening his mother went up to his bedroom to help him out of his corset. She noticed in the suitcase he had a pair of baby doll pajamas. "Here Debbie, I think you should sleep in these tonight."

"But mother, what if dad should see me in this?"

"Don't use that excuse. Your dad won't be back anymore this summer so you won't have to worry. I'm going to have a helper and daughter for the rest of the summer."

'You mean I'll have to dress every day?"

"Yes, and not only that. I decided tonight your wardrobe is much too limited. Tomorrow afternoon you and I and Susan are going to Little Rock and do some shopping." Joe was getting in deeper and deeper. Where would it end? But did he want it to end?

The next morning they were up and at them early. Joe took a bath and applied his adhesive bust. Then he put on the dress he had worn to the movie with Ellen on his first night out. "My you look cute in that

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