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Note: You can change font size, font face, and turn on dark mode by clicking the "A" icon tab in the Story Info Box. Please consider leaving feedback on issues you experience or suggest improvements. Victoria smiled as she admired her reflection in the huge floor to ceiling mirror wall in her elegant private dressing salon. She was glad the war was over; it was good to wear white gloves and nylons again.
Examining her image more critically she adjusted her hat just a tad so her lovely blonde bangs peaked out just so. Now that the occupation was over the island was once again filled with handsome young British officers, and as the Governor's niece she had to keep up appearances. Victoria hoped that skirts would get shorter again soon, as it was a pity to hide her lovely long legs under such long dresses.
But the current style was refined and elegant, and in her white dress with the faint rose print Victoria was everything a proper English lady should be. Avoiding the servants Victoria exited out the back of the house and through the garden, walking past the smiling gardener without saying a word. She did smile and nod to the military driver who opened the rear door of the limousine for her. Even before the War Victoria never thanked the servants - that's what they were there for, after all - but manners required her to acknowledge the bowing and scraping of the officers who waited on her hand-and-foot.
Besides, he was rather cute and wonderfully humble and servile. Victoria wondered if he had seen any action. The drive into town was short.
Her Rolls Royce Phantom limousine was military issue, and "new" in the sense that it had been shipped to the island after liberation. How long had it been now? Two months? It seemed like forever.