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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=448695" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>She Loved Me; I Loved Her Not-Chapter Two</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Audrey stood in front of the mirror that night<br> with the radio on staring at her body<br> in just in her bra and panties<br>evaluating her body, comparing her body, <br> her hair, her mouth, her behind<br>to Carly's<br>putting tissue paper in her bra cups<br> trying to get them look like Carly's breasts<br> puffing out her behind<br> <br> pouting her lips <br>trying on a shade of lipstick<br> of lip gloss<br>that matched the kinds Carly wore.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She put her shortest shirt<br>thinking to hem to make it shorter<br>but not too short; <br>She didn't want to look cheap; <br> she would have to hide it in her backpack to get it out of the house.<br> <br>She would have to change in the girl's bathroom at school<br> hoping no one would notice how her clothing had changed<br>that no one would notice and tell her parents, <br>or worse report her to the principal.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She didn't want people to start to talking about her<br>that would be mortifying<br>rumors would start<br>boys would start to think she was easy<br>and some of the girls would say she was a tramp or &quot;fast.&quot;<br> <br>Lots of girls at school wore short skirts but if she Audrey<br> wore one<br>people would notice, <br>her reputation would get ruined.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> </div><div style="margin:10px 0">She looked at the skirt in the mirror<br>to see if her thighs, <br>now exposed, <br>looked fat or were too thick.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> She stared at them not being able to tell<br>after all<br>she was not used to seeing her thighs in a short skirt.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She went to her closet to retrieve a top, <br> a white top, <br>because she felt that would not draw as much attention<br> buttoning up the front, with tiny pearl buttons.<br> staring at herself in the mirror; <br>examining her tissue-paper breasts<br>inside the top, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">noting to her embarrassment<br>that her breasts looked lumpy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lumpy breasts would be a problem. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">She pulled out a pair of socks from her closet<br>placing them carefully inside her bra.<br>They looked ok<br>but she would have to sew them in|</div><div style="margin:10px 0">to be sure they didn't fall out</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She dropped the socks on the dark carpet<br> and went to the closet to look again for something else.<br>She decided on cotton, <br>cotton<br>which she tore from the shoulder pads of the suit her aunt had given her<br>for her visit to New York<br>her junior year.<br>She took the shoulder pads out and tired them on, <br>turning slowing in front of the mirror to see how they looked.<br> <br>They were perfect<br> and she breathed a gentle sigh of relief.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now the eyes and the makeup; <br>She had some<br>and some she had borrowed<br>from her mother's makeup kit<br> and some she had gotten from her girlfriend, Mary<br> offering the excuse she had seen in a magazine some new things which could be done<br>with makeup.<br>Mary didn't ask any questions.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Arrayed before her was eyeliner, blush, powder, <br>and tweezers for eyebrow plucking, <br>gloss, foundation, false eyebrows, eyelash thickener, sparkles, <br>and something Mary had given her which she had no clue as to what it could be used for<br>(It turned out something which could thicken your newly plucked eyebrows.) </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> She never wore makeup before, at least to school<br>and it was suddenly dawning on her<br>that showing up with all this makeup was bound to be noticed.<br> She turned from the mirror, feeling dazed<br> going to sit on the side of her bed<br>realizing<br>that all this, <br> her plan<br>was dishonest<br> and not her. <br>It was too phony and people would see through it.<br>If her love was steady and strong<br>she thought<br>I would see that in time<br>eventually<br> or not.<br>But she would not pretend to be a person different than she was<br>because that would be obvious to everyone, <br>me and to herself.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If love was to triumph here Audrey concluded<br>it could not be based upon makeup and tight clothes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She then decided what she would do, closing the make-up cases intinctively understanding it was an important decision in her young life.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The next day she told me what she had decided to do and I listened<br>not reacting<br>surprised<br> just looking at her for a moment<br>stunned<br>as she told me the details<br>of the night before, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The makeup, the short skirt<br>the tight blouse, <br>all of it.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To be continued</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lonnie+Hicks">Lonnie Hicks</a><div class=q>
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 with the radio on staring at her body
 in just in her bra and panties
evaluating her body, comparing her body, 
 her hair, her mouth, her behind
to Carly's
putting tissue paper in her bra cups
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