RANSVESTIA

such a limited love life. It will be difficult being with you for four years and not being able to."

"I won't mind that, Debby,” I protested. "Being with you and holding you when I want to will be enough."

At the beauty shop our appointment was waiting, so we were quickly put through the ropes. As I look back on it now, I almost relive the three hours. It was so satisfying to let the pretty girl who worked on my hair fuss over me. She kept talking about fixing me so pretty that I d have to fight the boys away.

When we stepped outside the beauty shop I actually felt the part I was living. We drove downtown and parked in a parking lot. For an hour we strolled from store to store, trying on dresses, skirts and sweaters. It was like being in heaven! We had lunch in a restaurant and resumed our shopping tour. Men smiled, flirted, ogled and whistled. It didn't embarrass me at all. Jennifer was coming of age, I decided. To be called "Miss" by men and women alike was honey sweet to the taste.

This didn't end with that day. Between taking care of our entrance problems (having my name changed by forgery of documents from Gene White to Jennifer Whaley) and getting registered in college, took up some time. Buying some new clothes took some more. We had little time to play before the fall term began. Her father's name and money were a distinct help, and without it we wouldn't have made it as easily as we did.

McAllister Tech was seventy miles from home. We drove her car to school on Friday, before the official opening on Monday. The bug was heavily loaded, inside and out with clothing. She pulled strings until permission was granted for us to live off campus in a rented apartment. It was just two blocks from the Administration building. This was a re- lief to me, because I dreaded being closeted in a girl's dorm.

It took us until Saturday night to get everything adjusted, so Dear Diary, I was plenty tired when we undressed and got ready for bed. I've spent all day today (Sunday) bringing you up to date. As soon as I can I'll begin daily entries again. But so far... it's been a wonderful experi- ence. Both of us are so happy. Goodnight, Diary."

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