much sympathy there.

They seemed to be so engrossed in their own guilt and problems that they did not have open minds to others who had problems that did not quite fit into their conception of what should be and were not open to new ideas. There is such a dearth of texts and brochures on transvestism that there is a great opportunity for someone was a true transvestite to write on the subject and not a sexual deviate. I have found that my behavioristic abberation is just that I have a true love for girls and hope to have a family some day when I find the right one. Also, I would rather wear feminine clothing than eat as you probably have guessed".

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She then said, "I would like to make you. Would you, whenever you are here, dresses and assume your feminine self? dress as a man only when you are on you way to and from work? I will be glad to have you here living in this house, but I want to keep away any gossip that might arise. Will you do that for me? I would like to learn from you as I do have a great bump of curio- sity. I lost my husband when he was in the prime of life and I know he would have done a great work. He had an auto accident five years ago last 4th of July and a letter had just come for him offering a position in the psychology department in a great Eastern Uni- versity. I know that he would wish me to give you a boost if it should be possible. Because of his feelings, perhaps we can learn much from your case. Will you confide in me and tell me much of the things that you feel and permit me to record these things for possible use of a friend who may be receptive to this new type of behavior evidence?"

Again, I felt she was putting me on the spot so I told her, "Yes, if you will help others who may be in the same boat I will be glad to be a guinea pig for you". After this discussion, we went to bed and I slipped into my most boufant nightie and creamed my face knowing that I could be as feminine as I wished. I do not remember but feel sure that the vision of sugar plums danced through my head that night.

I arose the next morning and thought to myself,

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