In my bedroom I started to change clothes. I put on a clean white nylon bra, white panties over my gir- dle and slipped into my darling tennis dress. I looped a small blue nylon scarf under my hair and put on my tennis shoes and a pale blue orlon sweater. Then the chimes rang and I went out. Jean and Norman were there and with them was a man of about 32. He was a shade over 6' tall, blond hair, nice tan and was quite well built. "Julie this is Teddy", Jean said. Norman's glance at me was nothing compared to this. Teddy took a long, long look and I could tell he was pleased with what he saw. I blushed and murmured that I was pleased to meet him. We drove to the club and ob- tained a court immediately. Jean remarked on how darling my dress looked.

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I was Teddies partner and as soon as we started I found things so different. My girdle made me run like a girl but my breasts! Everytime I ran for the ball I could feel them shake. They bounced greatly up and down. I could feel Teddies eyes on them and I did not play too well. We were beaten and after shaking our opponents hand I turned to leave. Teddy walked along side of me and took my hand in his. Oh, what a new feeling, to look up to a handsome man and feel his strong hand clasping mine. I may have lost the tennis match but I had in truth "won" my femininity and I resolved I would wear it with honor from that day on.

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