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Before meeting, consider negative outcomes and try to prevent them.Remember that your health, reputation, and life is at stake.It was a sad day when I had to leave the convent (and Sister Marie).We were both crying our hearts out, but I was now 18 and I had to meet the world some day.So my mom thanked the Sisters and drove me home to my new life as a ‘young lady’. I didn’t even have a clue what was in store for me, all the housework, beauty preparation before stepping out in public, and dancing lessons, both social and private ballerina lessons.It didn’t take long before mom noticed how clumsy and unfeminine I was.
She then decided to start my dancing lessons at home to get the ‘preliminary’s’ out of the way.He was a year ahead of me so he helped me with my moves.We worked really hard preparing for our first recital which was scheduled in two months.I would strut around shaking my ‘booty’ excessively trying to impress them that I was a girl just like them. But things went well after the first day, when I settled down and actually met the girls.But my secret was out, mom had told the instructors, who then told all the girls (and other sissy’s) that I was really Brian and not really ‘Brenda’ as I had registered. They even introduced me to ‘Suzie’, another ‘girlie-boy like me, who I immediately liked.