The Clothes of Mrs. Clause



There really ought to be written laws ...

Against the clothes worn by Mrs. Clause

A scarlet red velour dress cut just below the knee

With a "V" cut straight up the front so you could see

The tops of her stockings and just a hint of white flesh

Between black garter straps attached to black mesh



Above that was a cut just as deep down from the neck

Once again showing a faint hint of flesh, just for the heck

And edged by a sheer black silk petit noir under it all ...

Covering just a little of the pretty lines of a body tall

Pronounced in stature by high-heeled black patent boots

Around the tops - three inches of white fur with no soot

    

And at the top end, a red hood with matching white fur

Below which was a smiling face surrounded in curls 

... Shiny black hair to match the undies above and below

And bright red lipstick upon lips wet with a warm glow

The lips were a perfect match to the snazzy red velour dress

But the best part was the way they crinkled when addressed 



As I said to her in a very loud and pronounced voice

"Where are your reindeer and sleigh, Mrs. Clause?"

At least, I said it in my mind as I placed rice on the belt

All the while, knowing her cute warm smile could melt    

A heart - already warmed by the vision of her attire ...

All it needed was a prompt, but that could put out the fire.



- Tristram



(c) Christopher W. Thomas

7pm Tuesday, November 10th, 1998



On behalf of The Silent Contract Clause, Ltd.