and I quickly agreed. Here was a chance to learn a trade at which I showed some promise, but best of all one I really felt I would like.

So Janet entered a beauty school and spent five hours a day learning all about beauty work. One of the other girls taking the course was my partner. Her name was Ann, and she was a tall brunette with a beautiful figure. She and I hit it off from the start and for three weeks we were constant companions. One evening after school she and I went out for our dinner and she invited me to her apartment to listen to some new records. All during my time at school I acted and felt like nothing other than a young lady, and thus I felt as a girl friend to Ann. At her apart- ment we listened to some music and she asked me if I could Cha Cha Cha. I told her I couldn't, in fact that I couldn't dance at all. She offered to teach me some steps and I agreed. As we danced in each others arms I felt some thing new stirring inside me. Ann was, as I said, a most attractive girl, and I suddenly felt more for her than just what a girl friend would feel. As I held her in my arms I felt warm and excit- ed and without warning I kissed her. She struggled and pushed me away, and as I fell back on the sofa, my wig slipped and landed on my ear. Ann's mouth and eyes opened in surprise, and as I think of the look on her face I have to laugh now. I never saw such surprise registered on a face before. So I explained all from the beginning to the end, and Ann just sat there and shook her head. She couldn't believe that I was a man, but after the shock wore off, she helped straighten my wig and watched me repair my makeup. She asked me many questions and I showed her by un- buttoning my dress that I really wore falsies and that I was a man. She then started to laugh and seemed to enjoy the situation. She promised to say nothing to anyone at school, and I said good night to her.

For the next several days we continued working together and many times I caught her looking at me and studying me. That night she asked me to go out to dinner and a movie with her, and so I returned to Carol's apartment to dress. As it was now fall I wore a simple wool plaid shirtwaist and red pumps, and borrowed Carol's light wool coat. When I met Ann,

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