Hard Decisions by Elaine © 2020

Now then I must get on, what will I wear? I looked in my wardrobe full of dresses and skirts. I have trousers and jeans of course but only a few pairs. A girl always likes to show her legs off, so I put on my last perfect pair of blue-black Lycra panty hose. I dreaded snagging them with my new long nails. The last thing I needed was a run in them, but I really didn’t have any problems at all. Trust Yvonne to do that to me and it was taking quite a while to get used to them.

After thumbing through several dresses, none of which seemed quite right, I began to think I’d nothing to wear. I began to panic, but then I suddenly remembered the little black mini-dress that I’d bought a few weeks before but hadn’t yet plucked up the courage to wear. It was still in the wardrobe in its plastic bag where I’d left it. It was an impulse buy at the time, but it looked like it would pay dividends now.

A pair of sling back heels with a two-inch block heel completed my outfit. After checking my lipstick once more in my mirror, I stopped for a moment and stared at the picture of Janine and Robert on my dressing table. I thought about how things had changed and how much Janine had helped me. We still live together, and she really is my best friend in the whole world.

I buttoned up a comfortable old housecoat and then rushed downstairs, avoiding my old habit of jumping down two at a time. I am older and wiser now, and I don’t do that anymore. Besides heels make walking hard enough, I really don’t need to make it risky as well. What an effort! I plugged in the iron and filled up the steam sprayer. While that was warming, I unfolded the ironing table and then carefully ironed my dress.

I unplugged the iron and rushed back upstairs to try on the dress. It had a scalloped hem of black lace that lay just above my knees. I stepped into it and zipped up the rear and I twirled from side to side satisfied I’d made the right choice. I felt the pull of my breasts, but the white bra straps aren't well hidden by the dress. So, I removed the dress and found a new black lacy bra instead. I gave my hair another few light strokes with my hairbrush. My hair had body and style now. Yvonne is a marvel.