"Put on this dress and wear these shoes. We're going shopping. I chosethis dress because you can change in and out of it easily when you try oncloth...s. We're going to have some fun today!"Of course I complied at once. The dress was divine. My black slip didnot show through except a touch at the bodice. It was rather sexypeeking out above the top button. She shoes fit perfectly. I didn'tlook glamorous but I certainly looked quite like a lady. She went to work on my make up insisting. By the time Haroldwandered in for dinner, a little after sunset, I had listed fifty-five reasons why he shouldn't smoke pot, but the moment I saw hisreddened eyes and blank expression, I knew another lecture, nomatter how well informed, would go right over his head. I neededanother way to get to him, one that wouldn't automatically raisehis defenses and shut down the lines of communication.I got my opportunity as he sat in the living room watchingtelevision while he waited for me to finish. Now she began observing other couples dancing together more closely. Men normally would ask the ladies for a dance, but on occasions two women would dance together. This did not mean they were partners in the romantic sense, it was the social thing at the time, women who were not asked to dance, would occasionally dance together. She started noting small things, like where they placed their hands, and how close together they were as the danced. In between dances did they hold hands together or. She folded the cuffs of the socks down to reveal a delicate little pinkbow sewn into the lace...his feet looked adorable in those cute littlesocks! He didn't even realize that she had also slipped a shiny pair ofher old black Mary-Jane shoes on over the socks until she was bucklingthe straps that went over the top of his foot. When she had finishedPatti knew that the thin strap would keep him from kicking the girlsshoes off. Mary fastened a thin belt around his waist, then stepped backseveral.