My experiences on Friday evening had been very exciting but when I woke up on Saturday it was still dark and I had time to quietly review what had happened. There was no doubt that the whole thing was most unnatural, yet I had loved every minute of it. Perhaps I should call the whole thing off, on the grounds that I would be making a fool of myself and could become the laughing stock of the school. It seemed that something deep inside me was driving me to go along with my mum’s ideas and that I could not resist the thrilling sensations that welled up in me when I dressed in girl’s clothes.