I was relived to reach aunt Eileen's after my upsetting incident with my suitcase, the small village she lives and has her shop in was really quiet after the city with just one road running throe the middle some cottages a church and a pub her shop was closed so I paid the taxi and knocked on the door.
Aunt Eileen answered the door and was pleased to see me. She bought me inside and hugged me and looked confused as to were my luggage was, when I started to tell her what had happened I broke down and cried and went through every thing that had happened in the last few weeks. When I pulled my self together she put her arm round me and told me "what you need my girl is a fresh start, first we'll get you washed and changed out of those cloths you've travelled in all day you'll have to lend some of my cloths as its not worth getting any new ones yet just in case your case turns up. Now we are nearly the same height I've gained a little weight over the last couple of years but I've clothes never been worn that I'm not able to fit into they should fit you fine."
I followed my Aunt up the stairs to the livening quarters above the shop she was dressed impeccably just as she always did and her hair was a perfect helmet of tight set curls, I couldn't help noticing the back of her neck her hair finished in a curled under line that started at her fringe skimmed the top of the ears and finished high on her nape under this was clean shaven. I was shown to what was to be my bedroom.
"I'm going to run you a bath you'll feel better after that, then sort you some cloths out. We'll have some dinner then later there's a social evening at the church hall it'll
Be a good opportunity for you to meet the local people."
After washing my hair and a refreshing bath my Aunt came into my bedroom with arms full of cloths "now then dear lets try some of these on, there not at all fashionable and revealing like the ones you turned up in but you may find you fit in a lot better in the village in these"
The first thing she handed me was a pair of knickers these were not like any owned they were white thick cotton and when I put them on they came up over my hips and there was a small pink bow on the front of the waist band, and had small legs they looked huge in the mirror before I had chance to say any thing I was handed a bra It was a C cup instead of my usual B but I put it on this was a very firm long line bra with 6 hooks to do up on the back my boobs looked strange to me they stuck out in front like 2 pointed cones the bra completely covered them and the shoulder strap was about an inch wide this was a real vintage piece. Then came the suspender belt my Aunt didn't like tights and thought them unhealthy. I'd never wore one of these before and wasn't sure what to do with the straps first I had to put on a pair of light tan stockings then my Aunt showed me how to attach them. I looked in the mirror did I look different to normal the stockings felt really strange at first and my boob stood out and were held firm. "The secret to any lady looking well dressed is proper foundation" announced my Aunt and handed me a silk slip. It did feel quite strange but at the same time quite pleasant may be I'd like becoming a country lady.
"Sit
down there and we'll sort your hair out" I was next told she brushed it for quite a wile I'd always liked having some one brush my hair," you've lovely soft hair" she said "used to love having mine brushed when it was long, I had beautiful waist length blonde hair when I was younger" and she when into the next room and returned with a photo album and turned to a page were there was a full length photo of her with beautiful wavy hair to her waist. "When did have it cut " I asked,
"When I was 21 I started a new job in a bank, the older lady who supervised the girls employed there didn't think my hair appropriate and sent me to a nearby hairdresser who she'd instructed in how I was to look, in those days a young lady who wanted to keep her job didn't argue." She then turned a couple of pages and there was a head and shoulder shot of her looking totally different. All of her long hair had gone and left was a very short very tight head of curls. "They called that a bubble perm and I cried for nearly a week when they first did that to me but I got used to it and never looked back after a wile". When she was talking she had pulled and pinned my hair back into a tight bun. "There that looks better" she said.
My new look was finished off with a knee length, long sleeve blue dress with a high round collar and some shoes with a 1" heel. "Just a couple of finishing touches now dear" she said and a string of pearls round my neck and small pearl sleepers finished of the look "No need for tardy makeup with skin like yours" Aunt announced.
When I looked at my self in the full length mirror I was a little shocked at the change but also with my new boobs and the feel of the suspenders when I walked felt special.
May be I could get used to this.
To be continued.
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