I rinsed off and put body lotion on my legs, chest and arms which were now smooth and slightly perfume scented. I wrapped myself in my blue silk kimo...o and sat at my desk to apply my makeup. Foundation, eye shadow, eyelash highlighter, lipstick and lip liner. I chose a small pair of earrings and matching necklace and put on a bracelet on my right wrist. I then applied fresh nail polish to me fingernails and toenails, bright red to match my lipstick. Now it was time to get dressed. First I. She decided to approach it from the motherhood point of view.“Someday, Honey….uh…you may be a young mother and maybe have a couple boys like your two brothers. You will find that it takes a lot of patience to raise boys. For one thing, you will be constantly picking up after them. You will be washing their little wee-wee, their little balls and their nasty stinky little butts. Boys just require more care than girls, and they expect you to do everything for them. They get even worse after they. ’ ‘I know,’ she said, ‘I did keep the stockings. I still have my garter belts and even my girdles. Who knows, maybe some day I will wear them.’ I answered, ‘Stockings do look sexy.’ Elizabeth smiled and said, ‘I’m just an plain and simple girl at heart and I never thought of underwear being sexy. It was just something that you had to wear. But Katie on the other hand liked all that fancy stuff.’ I started thinking about Katie and my face got sad as I did. ‘I didn’t mean to upset you,’ she said.. Now, as I see it the girl with one of those tattoos has to show it off, right? What does she wear? She wears those low riser jeans with her thong straps showing and a crop top for maximum exposure of the tattoo. Now that happens to be the uniform of today's street hooker in any town in the good old USA you care to mention. Is it any wonder why people will think of you as a slut? It's like saying, 'Come fuck me. I'm available.'"I could tell my explanation was having an effect on her. Naturally.