Shepictured herself wearing such an outfit and felt a bit of moistness whenshe did so. She wanted to be just like mommy, sexy, beautiful andprofession...l."Melissa my dear sweet sissy son, do you like how mommy has dressed youthis morning?" I love it mommy, I feel so pretty and lovely. Do you think I look prettymommy?" Melissa asked fearing her mother may say she looked like a boy ina dress."You look fabulous Melissa," she said a soft loving voice. "Mother loveshow beautiful you look this morning. ” She smirked, “They’re ‘hard’ to tell apart if you know what I mean. I’m not doing them together yet but I think that’s ‘coming’.”Rhonda’s face was red and she tried to change the subject. Mom asked, “Did you do some experimenting in college before you met your husband? I sure did. Your dad wasn’t the first or the second or even the third. I was dating another guy when I met him and kept on for a while until I was pretty sure he was the one for me. Back then, just like now, when I say I am. As I followed her up the stairs I couldn't help but compare her to Karen, Karen was overweight, not grossly, but she could do with losing a few pounds, whereas Helen was slender, the dress she wore clung to her body as if it had been made to measure, hugging each curve like a lover.That might as I lay there thoughts of Karen returned, god I could forgive her the way she spent money like water, if only she would put out three or four times a week. I grinned, was I really that easy to please that. But Ithought it might work with me being with Aunt Madge dressed in her veryproper old fashioned tight wool skirt and satin blouse and with her hairjust so and her black patent stiletto heels clicking along with mine aswell as the audible nyloned swish as her thighs brushed past each otherunder her tight satin lined skirt. I would simply appear now as a pamperedupper crust debutante! But for the ladies in the main salon it wasdifferent because they had seen me as Tim enter the salon with Madge.