the exact order they were and took out more clothes and took more pictures.

Now, anyone with two sisters and a mother will attest to the fact that this represents quite a wardrobe combined...dresses by the dozen, sweaters, blouses, skirts, jackets, coats, suits in every conceivable color and material--even bathing suits. Later, after finding out how easy this was, I took several rolls of color shots. In color the results sent me into ecstasies.

Sending off the films and waiting for their return was an al- most excrutiating experience. I had the envelopes that the com- pany returned the pictures to me in marked personal. On each roll, I started with scenery or shots of farm animals or anything. So naturally, after my sisters had informed me my 'Pictures' were in, they would look at the innocent shots and be satisfied if I told them the others were bad or something. On the inside of the roll were my treasured shots of me in feminine finery. These I would pour over night after night in the privacy of my room comparing them with shots taken at other times to find if I was gaining poise and becoming more adept at making myself lovely, beautiful and alluring. I used the local photographer at first, because at first I masked my face so I couldn't be recognized, then as I became braver, I used some out-of-town photo developers whose ads I saw in papers and magazines. Then the pictures would come personal and I wouldn't have to pick them up at the local photographer's or risk having my sisters pick them up. Several times I had close calls. Once after maybe a year, they did see the first pictures of me dressed.

Betty said:

"Al, mother and I found these pictures in the mailbox today, the envelope was torn open so we looked at them.." My heart stop- ped beating. I was dirty from working in the field all day and the dirt and grime on my face hid the red, embarrassed frown I wore. My father looked at them and Beth too.

There were some twenty shots of me in various poses, all in a bathing suit. Not, fortunately, one of my sister's but a lovely bathing suit I had furtively purchased in town. With it I used the net hose that chorus girls wear. These disguised my hairy legs which, in the high heels and hose, looked quite curvacious and pretty. I also used a bathing cap matched to the suit and a scarf

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