Transvestia

Juniper began after we had selected our food, "there is little I need tell you about Evelyn Burton."

Hearing my name startled me. It was peculiar to hear one's self discussed in the third person.

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"She was extremely confused too, but in a what different way. While she knew no great desire to be a male, she had absolutely no interest in her femininity either. As a result, her life bobbed along like a cork in the ocean without direction. The climax came when she attempted suicide, failed and was turned over to us."

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"Do you think she will be happier as a man?" I asked.

After a thoughtful pause, she said, "All our tests indicate that she will. Although, as I explain- ed, the initial adjustment will take a little longer. Once that is complete she will discover that she is as well suited to a male life as she was unsuited to exist as a woman.'

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I shook my head in disbelief at the miracle. The joy and excitement that filled my heart over the prospect of my new life overwhelmed me. After a long pause, during which my mind worked feverishly, I looked up and exclaimed, "Juniper, it's uncanny! I can't remember a thing of my life in Denver!"

"You never will,' " she smiled. "It is that aspect of the memory cycle that we work hardest to remove. But in time, you will find yourself remember- ing things from the past that may confuse you. why I'm here."

"From whose past," I wondered.

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"Hers or mine?"

"A little of each. But, believe me, it won't

be difficult for us to remove the confusion."

A sudden elation filled me as I felt my femininity

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