"We've all seen them Al", my Dad said as he too, came into the girl's bedroom, and now we want an explanation of some kind. Al you- 've poured a lot of money into this thing. It's your money and you don't do anything much with it. You don't go with girls or didn't till....anyway, it's your business about spending money on the pictures."

I still couldn't speak, I just looked from one to another as they fired unanswered questions at me.

"What we'd like to know is, how seriously involved with Doris Wilson are you? Some of these pictures...

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Yes, some of the shots, though very feminine and good, were of me in panty girdles or just lace panties and bra. I knew what they must be thinking, but I just couldn't come up with an answer for the moment. I turned and ran crying from the room and went to my room and lay down sobbing until the house was quiet again. Had they gone for Doris?

No, I went into Betty's bedroom and the chest was still there, the broken lock still ruptured but all the photos were there. My only salvation had been that the photographs in the chest had been so good that my disguise had gone unrecognized. By this strange fate that only the gods could have known, I looked like Doris Wilson when I dressed up in girl's clothes.

They hadn't gone for Doris--only to the movies in town. After this, there was no further mention. It was only later, on my nine- teenth birthday, when I announced I was leaving the farm and going to work in town at a store and live by myself in an apartment that any mention of the episode was made.

"Going to live with Doris?" Betty snickered.

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"Shut up Betty, he's old enough to decide for himself, my father added". "Son we're sorry to see you leave, but if you don't want to make farming your livelihood, that's only for you to de- cide. If you do change your mind and come back to us it will be fine and we'll be happy to have you.

"Al honey, are you sure you're going to leave?" Mother cried, and the whole scene was one of sentimental agony. Still I had decided to live by myself and to dress up in girl's clothes when I damned pleased and with no one to worry me. So off I went, rent- ing a hotel room the first night. I had a nice savings account and

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