After much sightseeing, we had something to eat and then went to a nightclub that had a female impersonation act. Roy and Betty knew the F. P. personally so after her act, she came over and sat down with us for a while, and told us that there were two other F. P. shows in town, so we thought we might as well take them in too. Roy also knew the F. P. at the second place, so she also came and sat with us between shows. She knew of me, from Roy, and had seen my pictures in TVia, so we sat and chattered like a couple of old girlfriends. Then off to the third club and another F. P. show. In the United States a F. P. show has to be advertised as such, but in Mexico, they don't tell you what kind of show it is, so if you haven't been there before and the F.P. is good, the average person will think he is looking at a real girl, until the end of the act when he takes off his bra and wig. But, there always seems to be one guy that has seen the show before or heard about it and he has to sit there and tell everyone how smart he is, and that he knows its not a girl, but a man. It just so happened, that in this third nightclub, this sort of person was sitting right behind us. The lights came on, and out came "Shal- imer--the wonder from two continents". So this fellow sitting behind us starts telling everyone at his table, that, "That's not a girl, its a man. " He wasn't satisfied with just telling his friends, but had to speak loud enough so that everyone else around there could hear. I turned around and looked at him, and he caught my eye and said, "No kidding, Miss, that's a man up there." Oh, did this tickle my funny bone! So I just looked at him with a shocked look, as if to say, "Oh no, I've never heard of such a thing, a man wearing women's clothes, my goodness!!!" When I turned around again and looked at Roy, he winked at me, and I thought he would split trying to keep from laughing. This guy kept it up, till the end of the show when Shalimar took off his wig and bra. Then he said, "See, I told you, I could tell all the time. Heck, I can spot them a mile away. "I just sat there thinking to myself, "Yes, sir, you sure are the smart one. You may be able to spot them a mile away, but I'm only about 3 or 4 feet from you and you haven't spotted me."

By this time, it was pretty late, so we decided to go home.

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