But after lights out, well, a boy like mehas to adapt to reality. I was learning a trade even, electrician, and I seemto develop an aptitude for i...t. And then, the militaryrecruiters came by, well, they were actually officers ofthis new group from the USO and the Veterans Affairs somethingalthough I didn't know that then. I was playing baseball during our free period atthe reform school when someone in a suit came out and read my name, and I was already wondering what it was aboutand if. " The ladies in the dance store know me now." Mother has brought me a few times to look at the ballet clothes and haseven had me try on a few." The ladies giggled at first, but now they call me when a new dance dresscomes in." I've got the cheerleader briefs in every color!" I find tights to be quite comfortable."Ms. Johnson just stared at me, while I put the thread in the bobbin. Ms.Johnson started taking off her black leotard. I was turning red, thinkingthat maybe she wasn't wearing a bra or. ”This prompted Sergeant White to dive into another impromptu a capella performance which prompted chuckles.“Oh, you guys are just a breath of fresh air. This place is pretty uptight. We could use a little more of that around here!”Sergeant White started grinning, and I just knew what he was thinking.“Well, maybe we could help you out with that. If you’ve got a little unused sorta private space around here, we might be able to make your life here a little more pleasant” I offered.“Hmmm.” he. Their mouths dropped open in dismay at the idea.“Really?” Jeff said acting all excited. “You’re going to serve us drinks dressed like that?”“Um, yeah, if that’s OK. Are you guys cool with it?”All of them immediately, just to not hurt my feelings, I’m sure, started telling me that they loved the idea and loved how I was dressed. I know they were just being nice, but I went along with it.“OK then boys, enjoy your game. I’ll bring you all some beers.”They began laughing and then whispering in.