Buoyed by the success of my 'debut' in the library, it became a regular Friday night thing. I gradually wore more adventurous and feminine clothes, but otherwise I operated in the same manner. The only difference from that first night was the addition of a second bag and my increased confidence. I decided to carry 2 bags (one inside the other) and to swap them around depending on my gender. The boy would enter the toilets with a blue bag, and the girl would leave the toilets with a pink bag.
After about a month or so I even managed to talk to a few people. They suspected nothing. The head librarian was so serious and dedicated I doubt whether she observed the gender of any of the library users. Other people chatted to me occasionally. I never really had a conversation; it was more like requests to pass a book or to use the computer if I had finished with it. Standard library stuff.
The young man who had checked me out first time was a regular. Eventually he approached me and we shared a pleasant, whispered conversation about compilers. He had seen the books on my desk. He was intelligent, sensitive, witty, and obviously convinced I was a girl. I knew he was attracted to me by the way he looked at me and stole glances at me when he thought I wasn't looking. I was so flattered by his attention and so excited to finally be able to talk to someone who wasn't being nasty to me. It wasn't a sexual attraction, but it did make me feel very good. I looked forward to seeing him each week from then on.
He was a third year student. I actually knew his family, and had known of him for years, but as he was 3 years older than me, we had never actually met before.
I had been doing the Friday night thing for about four months. Most weeks he would seek me out and we would talk, but there was no pressure and sometimes he would not be there, and occasionally I could not avoid my family or church group obligations. When we did get together we got on really well, sometimes incurring the wrath of the Head Librarian, for talking too much, although I detected a slight softening of her serious frown when she saw us together.
