from Carol, who decided it was more in character to have a feminine name. She liked the name and as it was somewhat like my own we decided to use it. When I was alone in the apartment I would at times study myself in the mirror, arrayed in those lovely clothes of hers and just hope I could wear them for the rest of my life. And when Carol suggested one night that we take a walk around the block in the darkness, I was beside myself with excitement. I was wearing a little pink sheath, with an Eaton collar and short sleeves, and of course my pink pumps. She inspected me thor- oughly and decided a pink bag and white topper would complete the outfit. She fluffed up my hair a bit and then asked if I was ready. In a voice I hardly recog- nized as my own I told her I was and off we went. we walked together, our skirts swinging in unison and our heels clicking on the hard pavement, I was in a dream. I felt I was floating two feet above the walk. When we had completed one circle of the block, I sug- gested we do it again, and she agreed. But when we had completed the second circuit and I still wanted to walk some more she suggested we return to the apart-

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As we were going up in the elevator a Mrs. Thomas a woman that lived in one of the adjoining apartments got in and Carol had to introduce us. I tried to raise my voice a little as I acknowledged the introduction. Carol told her I was a friend visiting from out of town and would be with her a while. The woman made her promise that we would visit her at her apartment soon and spend the evening. When we got back to our own apartment, Carol was a little worried. She said I had carried my part off well, but my voice, which was low for a girl might give me away. For the next sev- eral days I tried to train my voice a bit higher and succeeded although it is still considered a bit low for a petite girl such as I appear to be. But my first ex- cursion in public was a success and this led to others. We went to a movie one night and then we even had dinner in a restaurant. I now began to feel as well as act like Janet. All semblence of Johnny had disappear- ed and in actual fact I was Janet. Bill had kept in touch with Carol by phone but hadn't made his appear- ance at her apartment. Carol called him one day and suggest they have dinner together. They were to meet

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