On the way home, Babs showed quite openly what I had for some time begun to suspect, namely that she was in love with me. She had always been so good to me that I wondered if I wasn't feeling the same towards her. She stopped the car and, taking the initiative, pulled me to her and gave me a long, passionate kiss, calling me her "own darling girl-boy!" I loved all this, but, as I still was- n't sure how I really felt towards Babs, I resisted her further attentions when she began to caress me all over my effeminized form. As an excuse, I pulled apart and said, "Babs, darling, do let's get on home. I want to take off these hockey things and get into real corsets, undies, smart shoes and a nice frock. She smiled at me and drove off, my mind in a whirl at this not unex- pected development. As I drove back to college after the weekend I couldn't help smiling to myself as I thought what my friends there would have felt towards me had they seen me playing hockey as a girl, in a skimpy gym-slip and tiny games panties!

As at school, so at college, my obvious aptitude for feminine parts, strictly secret though my real feminine life and desires were, soon resulted in my being called upon to perform as a girl in college plays and revues. To be able to move about in public oom- pletely dressed as a girl was an added thrill to my girl-life, and to be admired for the charm and effectiveness of my role as male was a deep satisfaction. In fact, I proved once more that I was naturally feminine in my inner self and that the desire and sexual thrill and enjoyment of wearing girl's clothes would never leave me.

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For one of the shows, the assistant producer was a tall, big- built girl of twenty, named Gwynneth. She came from a well-to-do family living near the college. Having had some professional ex- perience on the variety stage, she was asked by the producer to take in hand those of us who were destined for female roles--and I was one! It was amazing what wigs, makeup, jewelry, padding, frocks, silk stockings and high heels could make of 2 line of Rugger play- ers, for the chorus was made up of these burly fellows. I was be- ing born in mind for a main role not requiring burlesque, and as such I would require more training--or so everyone thought! Gwy- nneth had been attached for a time to the wardrobe department of the local amateur operatic society, and, having more time on her

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