yes, let me admit it change of sex. I was a man, born as such and raised to fulfill the duties of one and yet, now I was wearing women's clothes. Because of my weakness and cowardice, I had allowed myself to be swayed into feminine paths. And, to make things more incongruous, not only had my sex been changed externally but now I was facing the pros- pect of having my age falsified. From a 30 year old man, as I had been before my letter of "Greetings", I was fated to become the semblance of an 18 year old girl!! It was incred- ible!! for a moment I could not think that these women were actually serious about the entire matter. I was soon to baty learn that they were very much in earnest.

The following day, just after I had completed my upstairs duties (I still took care of cleaning the rooms and taking care of cleaning the rooms and taking care of Mr. Vickers) Mrs. Vickers, Dora and Barbara came up the stairs with their arms full of bundles. Later, I learned that they had ga- thered up all of the women's clothes they thought might be used. Barbara's wardrobe had yielded most of the dresses and although they were too long because she was taller, some of her panties, bras, slips and petticoats fit very well and the dresses could be shortened. I wore the same size shoe as both Dora and Barbara. Calling to me to enter, they subjected me to minute measurements. They measured my bust, waist, hips and length. As to the waist, they allowed for four inches less than my actual measurement was, to take in the smaller waist that a tight corset would give me. I was appalled at this when they mentioned it. Four inches! I would surely strangle! For the piece de Resistance, Dora opened up a small box and revealed a pair of foam rubber falsies. The sight of them. plus the hilarious giggles of the three women, brought the blushes to my cheeks in waves of agonizing shame. And then, as they began to embellish by body into these gar- ments that would change me into an 18 year old girl, I wanted to cry and laugh at the same time, so silly and helpless did I feel.

Barbara was sent to the store with a list of things still lacking and as soon as she went out the door Mrs. Vickers ordered me to undress myself completely. I protested blush-