On the dressing table was some make-up, body, spray,perfume and a note from him, it read.'The sissy will put on her make-up as perfectly as she can an... she mustremember that she is making herself pretty for her new husband toimpress him. Next the sissy use the body-spray and perfume get dressedand be stood by your bed awaiting me at 1pm exactly'Whatever un-natural, bizarre, perverted plan that he had in store for mewas so far out of my control that it would have been pointless anddepressing to. She watched him through the branches of the dense foliage. He was about six feet tall, somewhere between twenty-five and thirty years old. With feet placed apart, he was stacking terracotta planters onto a trolley. Using his whole body, he lifted the containers with such grace and ease that each planter seemed to float through the air until it landed square onto the pallet. It was like watching a ballet. The scent of spruce filled her lungs as Lucy gazed at this creation of beauty, a warmth. Here I was in my little brown shell — not happy, you understand, but contented and ... and ... resigned — and you two busybodies had to wreck it all! Do you know what that ... that... thing... ! did last night?”Knowing this was the problem — and also knowing it was not a real one — in a voice dripping with sincerity, Ann said, “No, Molly, I don’t know. What did André do last night?”“Well, were you serious about the lunch I served the other day? About liking it, I mean?” When Ann assured her. She was wearing a night gown and I could see her body, I resisted my self but could not help but see. She started talking in a cool manner and asked me why I read such stuff. I told her I was alone so did it. She said that she too was alone but didn’t do dirty things. My mom touched me on my shoulder and I had sparks inside me. I held her hand and said I was sorry. She told me who would take care of her as my father was away and I never pay any attention to her. I jokingly said wish I was.