By the time Christmas arrived, Tommy and I had been sharing my collection of pretty ladies pajamas for several weeks. He had wore every set I own at least a few times. I thought Tommy would enjoy something new.
On Christmas Eve, it is our tradition to open one gift each, saving the rest for Christmas morning. This year, I had picked out a very special Christmas Eve gift for Tommy to open.

"Of course sweetheart," I replied. And when Tommy returned downstairs in his pretty new nightie, he had a second surprise. I was wearing the exact same nightie. "Surprise, sweetheart! Now we're twins!" Tommy ran up and hugged me. He told me he loved me.
I fixed his hair and put a little lipstick and blush on him. I added just a spritz of the flowery perfume he liked so much. He was simply lovely in his pretty new nightgown.
We spent all Christmas Eve -- and most of Christmas Day together wearing our matching nightgowns. And we had a wonderful on Christmas afternoon snuggled up together on the couch under a warm quilt watching chick flicks on TV. My sweet Tommy cried during "The Notebook."
Over the next few weeks I bought Tommy -- or as I was now calling him -- Tammy -- and me several more pretty matching nightgowns to get us through the cold winter together.
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We spent all Christmas Eve -- and most of Christmas Day together wearing our matching nightgowns. And we had a wonderful on Christmas afternoon snuggled up together on the couch under a warm quilt watching chick flicks on TV. My sweet Tommy cried during "The Notebook."
Over the next few weeks I bought Tommy -- or as I was now calling him -- Tammy -- and me several more pretty matching nightgowns to get us through the cold winter together.
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She has him well on his way. Now for nail varnish and some slippers.
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