A rack on his radiator holds numerous pairs of pelerine knee socks and nylon pop-socks along with a couple of white lace trimmed slips, and Charles hastily shifts a small bundle of frilly white underwear from his bed into one of his drawers. He suggests that Mike sits at the dressing table and Mike does. “I forgot I was wearing a headband.” he gulped as he peered at his reflection.
Charles also forgets that he’s wearing one sometimes, and on more than a handful of occasions he’s set off for school wearing it. Mike looked nervously at the items in front of him and Charles told him what was what; foundation, eye-liner, mascara, an eyebrow pencil, an eye-shadow palette, several tiny jars of nail varnish and lots and lots of lipsticks. He pulls open a drawer which contains cotton buds, make-up wipes, cleansing wipes and a variety of brushes and sponges.
