28 -ALWAYS A BRIDESMAID

I agreed.

I came over early the next morning and let myself in, as was my custom. I heard his mother yell, "We'll be right down.

I started to play with Baily's train set. It was so dusty and hadn't been played with for over a year.

I did not have to wait long. Baily was practically pushed into the living room. He wore the same pink dress as his birthday with pantyhose and the matching pink pumps.

His Mother had pulled back his hair with a little hairbow and he was wearing a necklace and earrings that matched his bracelet.

"Now you go and sit at the table like a good girl," she ordered. "We have to do your hair and make-up before Todd decides how sexy you are." She thought that was really funny.

As he sat down I could see the impression of his bra under his dress. He sat with his smooth knees together; hands demurely crossed in his lap.

His limp-wristed hand went up and checked his hair. He asked, "Todd, do you really think this can work?"

"You already look like my sister before she does her make-up and hair."

For about a half an hour his mother's clever fingers used curlers, a curling iron, clips and brushes to create a work of art. Even Baily was amazed as he turned his head from side to side and saw a smooth and sleek girl's hairdo in the mirror.

His mother took a small pair of scissors and cut bangs to cover his forehead. "We'll still be able to put it up for the wedding," she said.

My buddy's hair was no longer just girlish...it's precisely formed curls could only be worn by a girl. His hair was done in a style perfect for a girl to wear almost anywhere. Even Baily was mesmerized be-

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Baily's mother peeked back and said, "Honey, I know this is hard on you. Let's try to make it fun. You can wear anything we have. . ."