Transvestia

Kay

for

by Kay (22-K-1 FPE)

Kathryn

In my best feminine handwriting, I

wrote on the registration card "Miss Kathryn F. Spencer", and handed it back to the desk clerk.

Just to write those words evokes a flood of memories of a trip I took as a woman, and the absolute ecstasy of being a woman in a woman's world. I realize that it is not given to all of us openly to join the minds and hearts of our sisters, but there are few who read these words who, at least in pri- vate, have not experienced the wonderful sublimation that permeates our very being when we slip into a favorite frock. We may never know the why of it but as for me, I don't care. I've read Virginia's erudite dis- courses and Susanna's speculations but all I know for sure is that it's a delicious disease that I have no desire whatever to be "Cured" of, and that when I give my hair that last little push in front of the mirror before I go out the door, I'm in Seventh Heaven and perfectly willing to tear up my return ticket.

So, to the privileged few who enjoy this rare malady, I extend, not consolations, but congratulations! Unorthodox you may be,

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