I DREAMT I WENT TO THE CHEVALIER D'EON RESORT IN MY MAIDENFORM BRA

By Peggle

It all started when I left my home in Trenton, N.J. and headed for New York, only a short train ride away. I had packed all the things I thought I might wear in my suitcase. The only men's clothes were on my back. Wigs, dresses, undies--everything in the bag. It was a con- servative bag. I had been afraid to carry a girl's suit- case when I was traveling as a man. I looked forward to the weekend with serious reservations. Sure, I had read in the magazine all about it, but still in my mind I had serious doubts. First, what if it wasn't a sure thing, Or what if they laughed at my attempt to portray my fem- inine character? Of course, part of my apprehension stemmed from never having dressed as a girl in the pres- ence of others--only in my apartment in the usual furtive manner. Now I would be among others like myself. I just couldn't imagine seeing other men perhaps older or young- er than I parading around in dresses and high heels and made up prettily. And then the train ride to New York was over before I realized it. I took a cap to the apart- ment of the owner of the resort.

After the nice lady let me in I could see there were others waiting for the ride out to the resort. Only the lady who let me in wasn't a lady---and the other girls sitting around weren't all girls either. This caused me some embarassment but I pretended to be nonchalant and we talked of various things. I had previously checked with the owners as they screen all applicants before accepting them. The whole thing was set up in a clean straight-for- ward manner. This was what I liked about it.

Some of the fellows were very pretty in their dresses wigs and all. They evidently were good enough impersona- tors to pass for women on the street so that when they

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