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reactions and clung to my girl friend role. I was deter- mined that I'd make the effort in the interest of research if nothing else. I had no reason to distrust Elaine's dis- cretion, Indeed I had every reason to rely on it completely.

Our night out was a notable success. There were drinks bought for us by admiring men, but we were careful to space these far enough apart to keep within the limits of moder- ation. We were invited to go to a boy's apartment to "listen to my hi-fi" as he put it, but obviously he and his companion had further ideas that they didn't mention outr right. We didn't linger too long in any one entertainment spot, but kept on the move, seeking fresh encounters. We were accepted everywhere as two sexy-sophisticated girls out for a few harmless laughs...but nice girls not available for quick and easy conquest. here were the inevitable re- quests for a phone number, a date at some time when we were free; all the usual tentative passes a man will make at the chastity of a girl who just might be a possibility.

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Best of all, I was elated to find myself experiencing all the shy-modest reactions a girl must feel when a man makes an overt bid for her intimate favors. I was so thor- oughly absorbed in my Lori-self that my emotions were stir- red and responsive even as a true Lori's might be. Yet, at the same time, I was wholly aware of the deception I was practicing...somewhat like haveing a dream, knowing it is a dream, yet savoring every minute of it till it fades out. Back home at a very late--or early--hour, Elaine and I un- dressed and hung away our party raiment.

"Have fun?" she asked

"Exquisite!"

"Loved it? And shall we do it again--soon?"

"Dreamy!"

"Hey, now," she exclaimed.

"Get off the Lori kick.

We're back home, and I'm me and you're you---my man. #

"Sorry, Elaine. The mood lingered. ute to get back to my male environment."

Give me a min-