I went into the Service shortly after finishing high school and I was now extremely busy and was soon a proud fighter pilot-hav- ing earned my wings and commission after completing pilot train- ing and so with many other things on my mind, new likes and preferences, it is difficult to look back and say exactly how strong or how weak any desires to dress as a girl actually were. (And I know that I repeatedly told myself that I had none. ) Occasionally actually very seldom, there would be a fantasy or wonder as to how it would feel to wear girl's clothing---which I would try to quickly put out of my mind.

However, one day shortly before I went overseas, I was away from the Base for several days in a near-by city and I happened to see a movie and in one scene the beautiful leading lady was attired in an extremely pretty satin nightgown and I experienced a tremendous wonder as to how it would feel to wear such a night- gown and had a growing desire to try on such a garment. So after leaving the theatre, I passed a shop window which displayed an extremely beautiful pink satin and lace nightgown and I could not resist the desire to walk by the shop several times, in order to get repeated glimpses of the garment, as I was too embarrassed to stop and be seen looking in the window of a feminine apparel shop. Eventually, I yielded to my great desire to buy the pretty nightgown and after getting sufficient nerve, went into the shop, now very embarrassed, and bought the beautiful garment, which cost about $20. That evening in my hotel room, I put on my new purchase and was greatly pleased and thrilled with the desirable feeling the beautiful nightgown gave, but next morning, "in the harsh light of day", so to speak, I was extremely ashamed of my- self and tore up and threw away the pretty nightgown, while re- primanding myself for so stupidly wasting $20.

Upon leaving the Service, I immediately entered college, meeting the expenses partly by the G.I. Bill and partly by working part-time or evenings. My disturbing fascination with girl's clothing continued and I would often wonder how it would feel to be dressed like a pretty girl that I had just seen, or to wear a fem- inine outfit or lingerie displayed in a shop window or magazine

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