"But Charlotte..." Bill said again.
Charlotte was so absorbed in her work, and annoyed, quickly snapped back, "Oh shut up, Bill. Can't you see I'm busy with your hair? Sit up and shut up!"
Bill didn't say another word as Charlotte worked away.
"Look darling, that's nice! Look at it and I'll put on the finishing touches."
She went up to her room again; when she returned this time, she was holding a makeup set. With brushes and powder puffs, she set about making Bill's face up. He was scared to say a word, as Charlotte was such a forceful woman. Yet, he said to himself, he had put women's make-up on as a boy when he put on his mother's underwear. So he let Charlotte carry on.
"Now, there we are sweetheart, look at yourself. I also happen to have some ladies clothes that should fit you!"
"But, but, Charlotte..."
"No buts darling, you're really going to look nice. You'll make a good-looking woman, I know. And honestly, I go all sorts of goo goo when I see a man dressed as a woman. It's... I don't know, my tummy flutters."