And now, to avoid unduly lengthening this veracious record of events, I will pass over a period of many months; resuming the thread of my story at the time when "Frank" had reached the age of seventeen and a half years. She had attained her full height, which was five feet, five inches; she was prettier than ever, and her figure was well developed. I could vouch for the lower half of her body, but I had not as yet seen the upper half - naked. Being now quite "grown up," she always wore coats with long tails, and as she made a very good-looking young "man," I often noticed my parlourmaids casting admiring glances at "Mr. Francis," as she was now called by the servants.

I always treated her as a lad, and had never allowed her to suspect that I had discovered her secret, as I was determined to wait until she herself made known her sex to me. I felt sure she would tell me some day; and then, most likely something would happen.

I was now really fond of her, and I could quiet plainly see that she loved me, for she showed her affection in many little feminine ways, of which she was unconscious, but which would certainly have betrayed her secret, had I not already known it.

During the period which had passed, I had often been away from home, occasionally for a month at a time; but "Frank" had always remained at Oakhurst, never manifesting the least desire to leave the old place, even for a day.

She had no girlish accomplishments, but she was fairly well-read, and on the whole, better educated than nine out of ten girls of her age; and though I no longer set her lessons, I still kept her under discipline, taking her across my knee, and spanking her, whenever her conduct gave me a reasonable excuse for doing so. And she was occasionally very wilful And I must confess, that now she was a full-grown, well-developed young woman, I enjoyed, more than ever, taking down her trousers, and reddening her broad, plump bottom. I never spanked her severely, though I always took care to bring a blush to the white cheeks, and the smart was sufficient to cause the tears to rise to her eyes, and to make her squirm a little against my stiff prick; the friction invariably giving me extreme pleasure.

Big as she was, never made the least objection to my taking her across my knee, and she did not appear to mind the punishment much.

Moreover, with the quick instinct of a woman she had, of late, seemed to divine that I liked spanking her; and I really think that she now and then behaved willfully, merely that I might have a reason for whipping her. But it never seemed to strike her, that a young man between seventeen and eighteen years of age would never have allowed me to spank him like a child. She was not very consistent in her impersonation of a young gentleman.