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my new found friends on the force to do a better job.

One day after about 3 months of work on the decoy squad work, I asked both Fred and Rog if they had gotten used to their costume for work and with a grin Rog in- vited me over for Tuesday night which was their night off. Fred told me, "Be sure to wear something real snazzy!"

I had a nice little black crepe which could be dressed up or down according to the accessories. I wore a well laced foundation and the new frosty white hose. These seemed to make the legs look more feminine even though it is usually thought that darker hose makes the legs look more slim. I wore golden ear dangles and a small gold chain with a diamond heart. A pair of mid arm kid gloves and black high heels made my outfit look quite sharp and not too overdone. I put on a small pillbox hat with a short veil and a mink wrap. With make-up done to perfection, I never felt more feminine.

When I arrived at Rog's I found everybody quite feminine and in their party dresses. The boys never looked more svelt. But there was a fifth girl present and before I had had time to hand off my wrap, I was introduced to Helen. She was blonde with blue eyes that would do nothing but dance. She seemed to have a wim- sical approach to the evening. We were scarcely intro- duced when we all adjourned to the game room in the basement and a record was put on the phonograph. The lights were low and it seemed to be no more than right that I should invite Helen to dance. She was a good dancer and followed my lead to the nth degree. She could follow my lead almost before I knew where I was going to move. After a few dances, she whispered to me, "Let me try leading you!!! This she did quite well and I found it not at all difficult to follow her every movement. It seemed as if we were meant to be together. We had almost forgotten Rog, Fred, Vi and Flo. They soon put a stop to our feeling of Cloud 9 and brought us back to the party. I was most fascinated to see Flo and Rog dancing, their skirts billowing around and their legs flashing. It was almost as if I had not known that Rog and Fred were really men, and they were certainly enjoying themselves. Vi and Fred had gone to the kit-