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of groceries in the refrigerator so we decided to go to the Chesapeake House, a very fine eatery about six miles south of where we were. By this time I was totally a girl, and had no second thoughts about going. Brother was nowhere in my mind.

We got dressed for dinner about 7:00 p.m. I chose to wear my red and white Polka Dot dress, with red pumps and bag. I thought I would be a bit provocative tonight, and put on fancy eyelashes, and my long red wig. When we got to the restaurant, it was very crowded and we could see it would be a long wait for a table. So we gave our names to the hostess, to be put on the waiting list, and went into the cocktail lounge. It was dark as most lounges are, and we sat at a corner table. The wait- ress came over and we ordered two pink ladies. GG and I sipped our cocktails until the hostess came in to escort us to our table in the dining room. All went very smoothly and I felt as much a woman as any woman there.

The food was very good. But the best part was having our waitress compliment me on my hairdo and asking where I had had it done. She was very courteous to us, and I was really enthralled with the whole ex- perience.

After a leisurely ride back to the lodge, we thought it would be a good idea to get ready to go fishing. Even though we both were too tired to really go. I wanted to go, mainly, because I had bought a bikini bath- ing suit also, and didn't dare wear it in public. But at night, in a boat, away from anyone, I would be confortable in it. So I once again changed, put on the bikini, and slipped a leopard colored caftan over it. GG was smarter, and just put on a pair of capris and a shell blouse. I put on my blonde dynell wig, and secured it well with bobby pins. It might seem like I changed a lot, but I loved every minute of it.

We took the fishing rods, bait, and tackle box, and put them into the boat. The engine started with the electric starter right away, I switched on the lights, released the lines, and we were off. About two miles out, I switched off the motor, and took off the caftan. It sure felt good out there, in my bikini. We baited our lines, and got down to fishing. The moon was bright, and we stayed there for about an hour, when it started getting very cold, and the wind got quite a blow behind it. We had to pull in our lines and head back to the lodge. Just my luck, a cold front, not unusual for this time of year, was starting to move in.

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