The fit was great! (Doyou know me well, or what?) I wanted to wear a camisole, but you convincedme it was cute to see the white of my bra peeking out ...hrough those littlecrochet gaps.I got a black leather skirt with that, but what a skirt! So SHORT! I wastoo embarrassed to wear it outside, but you had me turn around and look atmy butt in the mirror, and I had to admit I looked pretty good. Then I wasreally pleased, and blushed, because you had known I would look good inthis, you had affirmed. You'll sulk for a few days and then things will go back to normal."When we got to the house, I got out of the car. "Mark, aren't you going to put your Mustang in the garage?" she asked. "You know if you get dust on that car you're going to spend three or four hours washing and waxing it. That's three or four hours that we could put to better use. If you know what I mean."I didn't say a word. I just unlocked the door and went inside the house. Once inside, I went up to our bedroom and then out. . Maria gets me going more than Davedoes."I must have looked crestfallen."It's not your fault, honestly, babe," she said hurriedly. "It'ssomething weird in me. I don't know why I feel that way about Maria,but I love seeing you as her. I don't know why she turns me on somuch. I'm not a lesbian, or at least not in that way. I've neverbeen sexually attracted to any real girl. But when I see Maria, Iwant her - passionately - but only because I know she's you. I alsodon't know why you like. There are men out there whowill think you are very attractive." She said sarcastically, "Sure thereare. Helen, don't lie to me. No man will think I'm pretty." Then shestarted to cry.I said, "Look, Clarisse, you look like a tall, athletic woman. Lots of menthink such women are attractive. If you keep a positive outlook, you willfind one of them. Some women look less attractive than you but still havea good relationship with a man.We sat for a few minutes. Finally, I said, "Clarisse, what.