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#Chapter 81 Hair 911

“I don’t know if I can wear this gown, Jennifer,” I said as I studied my image in the full-length mirror.

I was wearing my mother’s ball gown, but I hadn’t realized that the Queen Anne neckline of the dress would show a hint of my cleavage.

“It looks fantastic on you, Miss,” Jennifer said. “The seamstress did a wonderful job tailoring it to your figure.”

“It looks terrific on you,” Diana said. “Why don’t you like it?”

I put my hand over my chest, covering the area at the top of my breasts. I’m not sure I’ll be comfortable wearing this one around people for a few years. It will be more suitable for me when I’m older.”

“You can hardly see anything,” Diana argued.

“It would still make me more nervous than I already am,” I told her. “I don’t like feeling like I’m on display at functions like this.”

“You have other gowns suitable for this ball.” Jennifer pulled another gown out of my closet. “This one has a neckline that will show nothing of your breasts.”

The gown Jennifer held out for my
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