I didn't have to think and feel that I was a girl, a real girl, when I became Tiffany, Leanne or Carolyn, when I was at the Mill Works. Perhaps it was because I was so new to dressing completely as a girl. I mean, girl's clothing was so enervating when I put on pretty underwear, never mind all the things I did to my legs and hair, and my 'breasts' and 'clit', to resemble a girl.
Being Millie, the first girl I 'blended in' as, full-time, I didn't even think about trying to be real. From the start, I was a girl to all the men, no matter what I looked like. Yes, some of the girls weren't very nice, but still... within a day, I was being chased by half a dozed boys and men who seemed to think that we girls wanted 'it' all day long, all the time.