Having a Ball
The Never Ending Quest - Episode 8172
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Deciding that all the other outfits were too revealing or too plain (a
consideration Fred wouldn't have even entertained moments earlier), the
Lady Fred settled on a golden silk and satin ballgown. Quickly, she shed
the remainder of her old, male clothes and began slipping into the gown. It didn't take long for Fred to get the gown on, although zipping up the back was something of a hassle. Should I know how to do this at all? she wondered. I've never worn anthing like this before, but I'm putting it on like it's second nature. Oh well, at least I'm not having to struggle with it. Attached to the hanger was a bag containing a set of matching gold pumps, a pair of white, elbow-length gloves, and various pieces of jewelry. Without hesitation, Fred donned the shoes and gloves, then adorned herself with a diamond bracelet, a pearl choker, a set of diamond-studded earrings and several rings with ornate stones. As a final thought, she picked up a pair of headcombs and pinned back her long, yellow hair, leaving her gracefully slender neck exposed. As she finished, she stepped back and looked at herself in a mirror which had somehow materialized nearby. She looked radiantly beautiful in the gown, The gown, it turned out, was very flattering, and accentuated much of Lady Fred's new feminine curves without showing off much flesh. She twirled around once, glefully reveling at how gorgeous she looked. Aren't you forgetting something? asked the mysterious voice in her head? Surprised, she turned to see a sparkling golden purse laying on the floor next to her. So enthralled was she to see it, that she immediately forgot about the voice again. Fred bent over and retrieved the purse. As she stood back up, she felt a slight wave of dizziness pass through her, and her surroundings seemed to shift and blur. My goodness, she thought as her eyes came back into focus. <I must have stood up too quickly. She smiled as she turned to enter the crowded ballroom. The sounds of a waltz floated through the air, and she smiled as a dapper, older man came over and kissed her gloved hand. "Lady Phylicia, I am so glad you could attend." Phylicia laughed delightedly for the Duke. "Why, nothing could stop me from attending Your Grace's gala! It's the biggest social event of the season." "Delighted to hear it. Now come with me," he said, offering her his arm, "There is someone you simply must meet!" Phylicia, all memories of life as Lord Fred completely erased, accompanied the Duke into the crowded room. Presently, they stopped at a table festooned with hors d'oueveres. Standing there, in a black satin tuxedo, was a man whose outstandingly handsome features and suave manners made Lady Phylicia's heart skip a beat. "Ah, Your Grace," he said in a smooth, deeply-timbered voice, "Wonderful party, as usual." "Glad you think so, old man. This is the girl I was telling you about earlier, the Lady Phylicia Harrington. Lady Phylicia, may I introduce:"
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Bill L.
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