home she took my arm and gently pressed her shoulder to it.

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When we reached the apartment it was 10:00 P. M. and I was dead tired. Aunt Catherine handed me a beige silk nightgown and her pink silk dressing gown and told me that I could use the blue bedroom. When I had gotten in bed she came by, looked in on me, began to laugh. She remarked, "There isn't a girl in the world who would get into bed and leave all the things undone that you have. You better get out of bed right now and get all that makeup off before you stain the bedclothes. Also, rinse out your stockings and undies in the basin, and hang up your silk dress. I guess you have a lot to learn about living with us girls. Good night Terry. By the time I got back into bed it was 11:15 and I was just too tired to think about what lay ahead.

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Early Saturday morning I woke up well rested and smelled the fresh coffee perking in the kitchen. I stret- ched a few times and felt the soft silk nightie next to my body. The warmth of its caress brought back every- thing that had happened the previous night. There was no doubt about it in my mind. Aunt Catherine was put- ting me to the test, yet all the while she helped me lest I fail. This was indeed a golden opportunity. I could truly represent myself just as I was and if hard work at it paid off I could gain a measure of accept- ance that I would never have dared to hope for before. Just the thought of it was exciting.

I quickly got up, slipped on the pink dres sing gown and made for the kitchen. Aunt Catherine greet- ed me with a smile and a Good morning Terry. Did you sleep well?" "I certainly did," I replied and started setting places for breakfast. Aunt Catherine finished getting the breakfast prepared and suggested that we sit down and discuss the day's activites while we ate.

As it turned out Aunt Catherine had well in mind what was to be accomplished and the order to be foll- owed. After the usual morning abolutions we would set about assembling the wardrobe which she would

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