“Oh mother, they are so beautiful” I chirruped, clasping my hands together in disbelief. She had just pulled on a pair of smooth, silk stockings. They made her legs look gorgeous and I wished I was big enough to have a pair.
“Violet darling aren’t they magnificent?” she twirled in the mirror in her underwear and I had never seen her look so happy. My mother was beautiful with rich, auburn hair and long, shapely legs. She looked like an angel.
“Where did you get them?” I asked. “Ssshhhhhh” she put her finger to her lips and twirled again.…