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The next day, I selected one of her dresses, along with a slip and a pair of her high heels and asked if she'd mind if I wore them when doing my household chores. I told her that I'd be nore comfortable.

I noted a little anger in her voice when she said, "I must say Charles, I'm very puzzled with your girlish ways". But, she gave me what I asked for and I'm sure she was smiling when she handed them to me. A moment later she said pleasantly, "Is there anything else you'd like, Charlotte?" My face flushed red and my heart beat so loud that I thought she'd hear it. I was embarrassed but mustered all the courage that I could and managed to blurt out four words, "bra, nylons and girdle."

She handed these items to me and I detected a stern and cold look on her face as she said, "quite frankly, I do think we must have a talk about this drastic change in you. Whatever has happened to you?"

I was too embarrassed and hurt to discuss anything and I told her that I didn't want to discuss it. Then I asked her why she'd called me Charlotte and she said that she had no choice since I was now acting more like a girl than a boy.

"I won't berate you, son,

Let's put our cards on the table. Tell me about it, please, she pleaded.

I shook my head.

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"Is there anything else you'd like. Maybe lipstick or perfume."

I nodded.

My Mother's expression changed to astonishment and she said, "If you want anything you'll have to tell me what in the world you're up to!"

I declined and ran out of the room. An hour later, I donned my new treasures and went into the livingroom where my Mother and I sat down and started knitting. We occupied ourselves with typically feminine chit-chat. My Mother didn't press me any further about the revolu-

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