wearing a mask to hide their true identities. I tried to get into the abandoned spirit of the occasion but I soon found that my limited experience in walking in high- heeled shoes was beginning to tell on me for my feet and ankles became tired long before I wanted to leave.

I noted a tall handsome fellow, masked and wearing a cowboy outfit. He kept glancing at me as we both milled around in the crowd. At first I feared that he had penetrated my disguise and knew me for what I real- ly was, a transvestite using this celebration to expose myself in feminine garb. But soon I realized that he was taken in by my appearance and was approaching me as he would any attractive young lady under the circum- stances. By now my feet were nearly killing me and I eased my way to the edge of the crowd with the idea in mind to find somewhere to sit down for a few minutes to rest.

I emerged from the hustle and bustle of the milling throng, I saw that the cowboy, complete with boots and a ten gallon hat, was obviously following me, with the intention of getting better acquainted. This seemed safe enough for there could be no question of his getting sufficiently intimate in public to penetrate my disguise.

"What a mob", he said as he stood beside me. "I'm tired too, let's go into this bar and have a drink while we rest for a few minutes."

I slowly nodded assent not daring to speak for fear that my voice would give me away. In a minute we were seated in a booth and enjoying long cool drinks that would revive our bodies as well as stimulate our minds. Sitting there the tight compression of my pant- ie girdle was a constant reminder of my masquerade, but the success of my costume was proven when he slow- ly reached out and took one of my gloved hands in his. However, I realized that I was playing with fire for if he got insistent he would soon discover his mistake, an eventuality which I did not even want to contemplate.

After a few minutes and another drink, I thanked him for his hospitality and said that I had to be getting home. To my surprise this did not seem to disappoint him at all, and after paying for the drinks, he insisted

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