of dumbness!

My "feminine side" stayed with me and insisted up on coming out when the opportunity present- ed itself, still in strict privacy behind locked doors.

I tried to notice how girls dressed and acted and when "dressed up" I tried to copy their gestures and I didn't know how well I succeeded for

mannerisms.

there was no one there to tell me.

I admired the girls and appreciated a well turned ankle and a nice feminine figure as well as any man, but I was too shy to ever be on intimate terms with any of them.

Then one summer things changed. The shy and bashful boy, now a young man, suddenly found himself or perhaps he found the "herself" part of him.

They There

My sisters were home that summer and were very busy getting a wardrobe ready for the next year. were attending college and needed new clothes. was no capable dressmaker in the town where we lived, and they had to go fifty or sixty miles to the city for the many fittings that were necessary. Since neither of them had their car driver's license, I was elected as their chauffeur.

The latter part of July was exceptionally busy as the girls had been chosen to be bridesmaids at a very fashionable wedding that was to be held in August. The bride and her mother had some very definite ideas on how the wedding should be managed and were very insistent on having everything just so. There were to be seven bridesmaids and they were chosen more for their looks and size rather than any special friendship for the bride. The costumes were all custom made for each individual bridesmaid and were of a beautiful material. The lingerie was also lovely and furnished for each girl.

One afternoon a few days before the wedding a rehearsal was to be held. The bride, her mother, and the maid of honour were very much disturbed because one of the bridesmaids had suddenly been taken ill and would be unable to attend. It was very important to

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