“Good God!” I thought, “It still fits.”
I took the dress off again and gazed into the mirror at my reflection. I had on only pants and a bra, but not satisfied, I took them off as well. “Hmm,” I meditated, “Fifty five and still not too bad. Five feet five inches (tall that is), thirty-eight round the bust. I reached for the measuring tape, “Well, forty anyway. And forty-two round the hips. Could be worse. Breasts still reasonable and the nipples not battered around. Stomach a bit rounded with a few birthmarks, but nothing very noticeable. Legs, well, they had never been my best feature, but acceptable. Acceptable to whom?”
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