The Shadowboxer
“The furniture and carpeting had come by air from Sloane’s, the drapery and the wallpaper from Schumacher. Neiman-Marcus had designed and shipped the bathroom. All the windows were steel-grilled.
The closet in the dressing room contained five sizes of lingerie flown in from Bonwit Teller and Henri Bendel, and four sizes of hosiery from Marshall Field’s.
Hilka slid on white panties and a white half slip.
“Not this?” the maid asked, holding out a brassiere.
Hilka studied the undergarment hesitantl...y. “No,” she finally concluded. “I think not. I’ve lost too much weight. I have no need for it.”
“Miss Tolan, your figure is excellent. Your breasts are high and full. Turn around and look for yourself.”
“No.”
“Then trust my word and take the bra.”
“No. I am not used to it any more. It would itch.”
“So will a blouse or sweater.”
“No.”
“Then what about stockings?”
“No. My legs are too skinny for stockings.”
“Your legs are lovely. Any woman in America would be envious of legs like yours.MoreLess
The closet in the dressing room contained five sizes of lingerie flown in from Bonwit Teller and Henri Bendel, and four sizes of hosiery from Marshall Field’s.
Hilka slid on white panties and a white half slip.
“Not this?” the maid asked, holding out a brassiere.
Hilka studied the undergarment hesitantl...y. “No,” she finally concluded. “I think not. I’ve lost too much weight. I have no need for it.”
“Miss Tolan, your figure is excellent. Your breasts are high and full. Turn around and look for yourself.”
“No.”
“Then trust my word and take the bra.”
“No. I am not used to it any more. It would itch.”
“So will a blouse or sweater.”
“No.”
“Then what about stockings?”
“No. My legs are too skinny for stockings.”
“Your legs are lovely. Any woman in America would be envious of legs like yours.MoreLess
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