" But, Susie, I'm a logger! It's the same as a lumberjack." It's original, you know, like a doctor wearing a smock and a stethoscope, or a police offi...er wearing his uniform. I think you have a chance of winning a prize," smiled Susie."Are you going to wear a skirt and blouse and go as a secretary?" I laughed since that was her job."No, silly, that would be stupid. I'm going as a hooker." Oh, shit! What are you going to wear? One of those really skimpy outfits?"I have a low cut blouse but I'm. He agreed and soon was filing like he was meant tohave that job. A half hour later Harriet's client left and heentered her office. She couldn't believe his breasts. They stuckout so far and were so big. She was surprised he didn't walk bentover. He told her he'd done some filing for her secretary. When sheasked how he liked filing things he said it wasn't bad. She toldhim he could go back to filing until it was time to go home. He didand was very happy. When they got home Harriet noticed he. Katie turned to me and said, "Please let us sleep in. Willy has the day off, so she isn't going in this morning. Jules and I will work out later."I supposed they would figure it out, but they needed to remain in a routine and be regular. I slipped a jock, shorts, T-shirt, socks, and running shoes on in the closet's dressing area. Willy was standing there waiting for me in workout clothes when I came out. She told me, "The girls said they usually exercised every morning, so I wanted to do it. Thank you." I see. You like being dressed in them don't you, pet?"The poor man had to tell the truth."Yes, Mother-in-law."There was a silence, during which the 68-year-old widow glared ominouslyat her son-in-law from beneath her thickly lined eyebrows. It was brokenby the bark of her voice in annoyance."I beg your pardon, Mr Phyllis Gracegirdle" - Philip Gracegirdle had hadto take his wife's name on the day of their wedding - "how DARE you giveme an incomplete answer?"She felt a glow as a look.