She wasn’t really sure what she was looking for, she’d never worn a pair of pants in her life. She selected a pair that she thought might fit her ...aist, and even though it seemed as they would be a close fit, she couldn’tget her hips or bottom into them. The second pair proved to suffer from the opposite problem, they fit comfortably around her hips, but their waist was much too large to wear without a belt of some kind. The boys from school had always teased her with many unchaste suggestions. After all nothing is hidden. What do you think?”Then Ralph spoke up. “Rosemary, you are as sexy as hell dressed like that. I'm dying to take you out drinking, dressed like that.”“Really? Where could we go with me dressed like this?”Ralph named a couple of bars that he and I knew well.“Pick-up joints.” I told Rosemary.“Really? Do you expect me to get picked up?”“No. Not yet. Not ever in those bars; the health risks are too great. But I'd like you to experience being hit on. Get to know some of. " Lesley complained in polyester Ferrarsuit her father often wore."This is crazy." Mrs. Sealift said as she stood in a mock two piece columndress, suntan hose and Sedona vinyl clogs. "How could you two changebodies? It's just not possible." "No more crazy than you talking me into wearing a shoulder pad jacketand elastic waist column skirt for the wonder runt's B- day." Amycomplained about the skirt's back walking vent. "Shut up and put on your Bridget urethane 1 and 1/2 heel upper.". The idea gave me goose bumps. ‘Marty should have called this off,’ Nick observed. ‘No way to reach the customer,’ I pointed out. ‘Not on a Sunday.’ ‘It’s January. Marty should have thought of that.’ ‘He didn’t know,’ I said defensively. Nick was right though: Marty should have known this might happen. I’d hoped he would change his mind this morning when I called, but he hadn’t. He thought it better I be there, no matter what the case. Just in case. We didn’t want to piss this customer off. Any.