Transvestia

months before. The Ambassedor was incredulous but after demonstrable proof he too laughed. He then or- dered new clothes to be brought for us, but first insisted on photographing us as we were. In our new uniforms, after a haircut and shave, we again began to feel mas- culine again, although I must admit we were rather wasp waisted ones. I was very sorry to have my hair cut and had the barber save the hair. I took it to a local wig maker in Stockholm and had it made into a wig for me while we were waiting to be repatriated to England. I also carefully packed away my escape clothes and also took them back to England with me.

It was great to be back in England, and here I re- joined my girlfriend, Jean, and after a few short weeks we were married. She was intensely interested in my escape, and after I showed her the pictures which had been taken in Stockholm, she insisted that I dress up for her. This I did with great care, shaving my body all over, adjusting my wig, and carefully applying make- up. She said that I made a rather lovely looking woman and confessed that she liked me dressed as a girl very much. To make a long story short, after I was discharged from the Army, I entered the clothing business, and I now run a string of women's clothing stores. Perhaps the most interesting thing is that I run these stores not as a man, but as a woman. It turned out that my wife was unable to have children. We both decided to concentrate our interests in business, and since I was now very in- terested in women's clothes, it was a natural. She en- couraged me in my desire to wear women's clothes and since when we first started we couldn't afford to hire any saleswomen, I acted as one to relieve my wife. It just seemed natural to keep my clothes on when I got home from work. I soon underwent an electrolysis treatment for removal of my beard and as our business expanded I just remained as I was since I had been identified with the business. I occasionally venture out in male clothes and regularly until last year, my wife and I toured the continent every summer as man and wife. When I dress as a man however, I have to wear special makeup to stop from being questioned. On our last trip to the con- tinent however, we adopted two orphan girls, and once the adoption was complete, I resumed my female person- ality again. I still maintain a post office box for my

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