"Well," I said, "if this is your mom's dress I doubt it will fit you."Well," I said, "if this is your mom's dress I doubt it will fit you. She's a lot bigger than you." I glanced at Kelli's chest. "Taller, I mean..." "I also need a cape, and I don't know where I'm going to get that." She looked dejected. "Well, let's take one thing at a time. Have you tried the dress on?" She shook her head. "OK, well let's see how it fits." I expected her to then go off somewhere and put the dress on, then return so I could see the fit. Naturally, in that part of my mind that was still remembering her little wispy hairs peeking out the edge of her panties, I wanted her to change right there in front of me. What I got was something in between. She went behind a sort of japanese screen they had near the fireplace, and took off her jumper. |