RANSVESTIA

"Yes. I had a very happy childhood

except that I was made to dress

as a boy not my bag at all. That was probably a traumatic experience

-

right?"

"What else can you remember?"

"I grew up."

"Hmmm...!"

Cass burst into laughter: “Oh golly, I wondered when you were going to get around to saying 'hmmm'- it's so hokey!"

traumatic

"Did you ever have any other strong Dr. Pate- wanter stopped in the middle of his question and sat silently for a few moments. His pencil tap-tap-tapped on his note-pad. "How do you know I'm not married?"

"Oh, that's easy," said Cass. "You have lint on your socks. Married 'men seldom have that I'll never let my husband go to the office in poxey

socks!"

"I see..

""

"Weren't you ever .

involved?" Cass asked.

Dr. Patewaner reflected for a while and then: "Well . . . there was a girl... once..

"

"Yes," Cass prompted, "go on."

"We went to school together."

"Did you love her love her very much?”

"Yes," Dr. Patewaner spoke quietly, "we were to marry.'

"Don't tell me you chickened out?”

"

"No, she ran off with a used-car salesman brief reflective mood, then, speaking brusquely · discuss that. Let's move on to something else. Sex."

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he snapped out of his "but we're not here to