You turn to me and says: “Are you OK?” – after a while I reply: “Yes, my clothes hang a bit lose, that’s all…”
You smile, you suggest I don’t go out just now.
“Try some of my clothes, don’t be shy!” I am not sure, I like the look of me in the mirror, although I am far from being as attractive as her… I change, and look again. “Now” she says, “I will show you how to make up…”
But I don’t want to go out, even looking glamorous. What I want is for her to show me, what it really feels like, from her point of view…