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liked to wear dresses, so I must be just like this guy here is." So I went home with him.

Well, the next morning when I woke up all sick and with a big head I remembered what had happened--what I had done and allowed to be done to me. I was never so disgusted in my life. I got up and got out of there fast. But I learned right there that I sure wasn't gay. However, before I go any further I want to say a couple of things about gay people. I have known many of them in my life because I used to hang around gay bars in the hope of meeting another TV in one. Most of the gay fellows I've known were pretty nice guys. When one would try to pick me up I'd say, "Sorry, but I'm not interested". They would ask me what I was interested in. I'd say girls, and girl's clothes. Some would find the subject very interesting and I'd explain it to them, others would look at me like I was dirt. Some just couldn't understand it. But I stopped going to gay bars be- cause I just couldn't find any other TVs.

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But back to my story--as I said I got out of his house fast. Boy did I feel terrible I was so mixed up it wasn't funny. I knew now that I wasn't a homo, but what the hell was I? Were there others like me? Was there a name for me? I was really confused as I drove back home that day I was still feeling guilty when a couple of nights later I took my girl friend out for a ride in the country. We were petting around and one thing led to another and all of a sudden I realized that it was all like it was supposed to be with a girl! It was all there, it was complete. Now I knew for sure I wasn't gay Girls were for me. I was "normal" even if I did want to wear dresses.

I still wore my slip every night and I bought a pair of panties that I'd sometimes wear under my male clothes. I was pretty happy. I still didn't know why I was like I was, but it didnt bother me much any more. The only thing that worried me was the fear of getting caught.

I burned my

When I was about 17 I went into the service. slip and panties the night before I left. Oh how I wished I could have taken them with me. I wondered how long it would be before I would once again feel the soft caress of silks and