" He protested.Krysti pouted. What fun was it to be on camera, if she couldn't look like a tramp? Taunting the world with her body was such a rush. Fo...tunately, she had learned a few tricks in the business. It wasn't hard to win arguments. You just had to know what buttons to push. Literally. She undid two buttons on her button-fly shorts, and pulled up the pink thong underwear so that the top was visible above the already super-low belt line."No, Krysti. Please try on something else." But. On my 20th birthday -- June 12th 1984 -- I was promoted to substantive L/Cpl (paid), and my feet were now on the first rung of the career ladder. I could now apply to go on the Junior Non Commissioned Officer's (JNCO's) tactical training course at Brecon in South Wales. A pass in this course was mandatory for promotion to Corporal. Before I was selected to attend this course 3RGJ were sent to Northern Ireland on a three month tour.Although 'The Troubles' had abated somewhat there were still. "I ... I .. love the look of your sexy lingerie and just thought it mightbe fun."I did not tell her of my dressing - maybe later.She looked concerned, "Are you trying to tell me you are gay or that youwant to be a woman?" Why just because I suggested wearing something sexy does it make me gay -no I am not gay and I don't want to be a woman. Its so unfair - women canwear men's clothes, have men's hair cuts, walk along holding anotherwoman's hand or for that matter kiss another woman and no one. Accordingly they merely had sausages, mashed potatoes and peas for supper that evening but she did roast a chicken on Sunday. She was relieved that he only wanted bread and cheese for lunch every day.Henrietta came round on Monday to inspect her and was pleasant enough to her but not exactly welcoming. Tim sensed a certain froideur but graciously accepted it as shyness.Betty was completely different, warm smiling and friendly. She brought another steak and kidney pie."I just thought it might.