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Transvestite Doctor (Con't)

the honeymoon dearie?" "Darling, your slip is showing". I gave the impression that I was mighty glad I did not have to wear female garments all the time and remarked that I wished the second performance was over with. Actually I could hardly wait to dress up again in those clothes.

The second nights performance of the wedding was a sellout and additional chairs had to be brought in and placed in the outside aisles. Everything went according to schedule. The only thing different about it to me was that I found myself EVEN MORE THRILLED when wearing the beautiful feminine things. The, comment, "You're the HAPPIEST bride I've ever seen" indicates that I radiated my happiness.

The next few days were difficult for me. I was in a mental turmoil. I began to search my library and the pub- lic libraries for books dealing with the matter of men dressing as women. I had heard about men who did this. In fact I had once seen a show with men in women's costume while in New York. I had always associated this practice with homosexuality. Yet I knew that was not a homosex- ual and I found the idea repulsive.

I learned from my reading that my "problem" was called Transvestism with a smattering of Narcissism. As soon as I had identified my "problem" I began to read everything I could get my hands on regarding the subject and the pat- rons of the habit. Little was available on short notice but the coming years turned up considerable information.

Since that Womanless Wedding incident my guns, fish, and other hobbies have taken a back seat to my Transvest- ism "hobby". I spend at least one night a week in femin- ine attire, often going out in public so dressed. I even changed my address to another apartment to afford a more private entrance so that I might come and go as a woman without being seen. I sometimes park my car a few blocks