Fashion Show

Luke's feeble protests did nothing to deter Gloria. Before he knew it she had deposited him in the center of her bedroom in front of her walk in closet/dressing room.

"Normally Manny or Jay help me, here hold this," she said handing him a largeish mirror, "I want to look good and who better to tell me what looks good than a man. That is who I am dressing for anyway right?"

Smiling she adusted him until his arms were chest high holding the mirror.

"See this way I can get your opinion AND I can see the back of me in the other mirror." She gestured to the other full length mirror in the room.

"Do I have to..." Luke began to whine.

"Enough. Quiet." Gloria snapped eyes blazing.

Luke's mouth snapped closed.

Flipping her scowl to a warming smile Gloria dashed into her closet.