Her serene smile widened slightly as I stretched the nylons and slid the seam down over her toes. XXX “I will,” I answered. “…and all I have the same old dress from last year because my mom wouldn’t take me to get a new one,” she concluded with a sigh.” “I’m sure you’ll look beautiful like you always do,” I responded without thinking. “Are you going to be at the Mid-Atlantic Dance Spectacular next week, Mr. Sylvie’s eyes were closed, her mouth opened slightly in an expression of pleasure. The dress held onto her pert little bottom as she teetered around on medium-height silver pumps. She sat down, less distressed, but still breathless. The hose really were shiny in the fluorescent light of the nurses office. “…and all I have the same old dress from last year because my mom wouldn’t take me to get a new one,” she concluded with a sigh.” “I’m sure you’ll
