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chen and had returned with pettifours (sandwiches were out at that shindig) along with drinks and we sat around and giggled like there had never been any men in our lives. To size the evening up, I was introduced to a girl I was very glad to be with, she was introduced to others who enjoyed dressing as women and who did so without shame and also she had seen in action for the first time some men whom she considered to be real he- man but who could have a feeling of compassion for the things dearest to women's hearts. I think history was made that night.

When it was time to go home, Helen did not hesitate to ask me to drop her off on the way home. I did this gladly and as I was seeing her to the door, she invited me to Church with her the next Sunday. I am sure no goodnight kiss was more welcomed by both of us. I had returned to Cloud 9 and it was nothing but a true boy feeling that I felt on the rest of the way home.

Mrs. Scarcliff had not gone to bed yet even though she was in her peignoir and curlers. The creme on her face did not look out of place and I could tell she was wanting to talk. I had no choice but to take a chair and wait for her to begin. She said that she had no- ticed me seeming to bloom more of late and wondered just what had been going on. I told her in as few words as I could what had been going on as I knew she was to be trusted so far as police matters were concerned. About my own private life though I was not so sure. I did men- tion though about meeting Helen and she knew the family and felt they were quite nice and worthy of my knowing them better. With that conversation she was apparently satisfied and we then said good night and she went to her room and to bed. I mused over the night a little before turning out the light, showering, cremeing my face, slipping on my sheer nightie and drifting off into blisful sleep.

Since I did not have to report for work until about 6:00 PM, I did the usual shoe polishing, hem sewing glove mending and washing of little things that don't get daily attention. Mrs. Scarcliff would observe me and remark about how I did things just as a girl would and I told her that since my work required that I look

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