Charlie donned a pair of white pelerine knee socks with an inch of frilly lace trim around the cuffs. He made sure the patterns were perfectly straight and the tops level, before donning his black Mary Jane’s and returning downstairs. “That’s better.” his mother said as she inspected him. “I do like that candy pink lipstick.” she smiled. Charles gulped. Next to his grey frock, white apron and plain white Alice band, his bright pink lips really stand out. Charles is convinced that his friend Mike is going to proper take the piss out of him if he sees him like this.
Before long the doorbell rings and Charles is sent to answer it. He takes a deep breath before opening the door. Thankfully it’s just Mrs Peters. He invited her in. “Thank you Charles.” she said. “Still in uniform I see.”
