young woman in a seductive mini skirt which swayed way above her nylon knees slipped through. Unnoticed, she slowly undulated her way toward the desk, the grace of a jungle cat in every movement of her shapely body.

The boss suddenly noticed her and let out a great whoop.

"Jack! Jack, son! Sit down! How was Paris? I was just telling Cooper here about our little—er, experience, right, Cooper?"

Mr. Cooper might have been comforted by the fact that when he fainted, he did it with the greatest of dignity as he slowly and quietly slumped to the floor.

ON BEING AN FP

Why are we what we are? It can't really be the feel of soft clothes after all so many mens' clothes nowadays are made of nylon, dacron, terylene, arnel, tricel, etc. But we are not satisfied unless we also wear a bra, a girdle, makeup and jewelry. Why? Perhaps because, whatever the materials, these are things we could never wear as men. We are em- phasizing a change of identity. Why do we want to change our identity? To escape from the responsibilities of our male life, of course. But which responsibilities are we trying to get a rest from? Not from what others expect of us, I think. We can always change our jobs or even desert our families. But we don't. We must therefore be trying to escape from the responsibilities we force on ourselves. But we can't get away from these without becoming somebody else. There are times when I've been dressed and shocked when the time has come to change that I've been a man all the time physiological reasons had betrayed me al- though I wasn't aware of it before undressing. For a little while I had really been Sylvia and fully content to be Sylvia. It doesn't always hap- pen when I dress - I wish it did!

Sylvia FE-B-3 FPE

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