in your closet for I don't mind telling you, I looked!"

I looked at her in return with a slight smile on my face as I know she had not finished yet. She con- tinued, "If you are a girl, I think you should show me. If you are not a girl, I think you are here under false pretenses and I am sure you and I are both open to

question. I want to see you as you dress as a girl so that I can revaluate whether I want you to continue here!"

I then told her, "I will go up stairs and change clothes if you prefer. You just sit tight and I will return in a few minutes."

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I then went up stairs, went to the bathroom, bathed thoroughly using a lovely aroma and after shaving as closely as possible returned to my room where I made the most thorough make up job that I had ever tried to do. I then slipped into the usual underthings and put on my loveliest of nylons, a boufant slip, an orange party dress that was slightly decotelete and topped it off with a wig that I saved for best occasions. When I slipped my usual things into a little clutch bag that just matched my orange patent shoes and then went down stairs. I was not sure just what I had in store for myself.

Mrs. Scarcliff was just as she had been when I left her to go up stairs. She scarcely turned her head but appeared to be thoroughly engrossed in the program. When she looked over to me at the next commercial she eyed me up and down and said, "That is more like it my dear. Now if you were to display your more feminine side at every opportunity, I am sure we would get along real well around here." The program

was over in a little while and she turned the set off and turned up some floor lamps that were in the room. She then motioned for me to come closer to her.

She said, "You make a very pretty picture in the subdued light and I want to know what you look like in the strong light of day. You certainly made a won- derful entrance but I wonder how much of it is stage play and how much of it is the real you. In the

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