Transvestia

of it, just as I do. Am I right?"

"Yes, I think you are!

"Good. Now we can start at once. Please dress in those nice things in your suitcase, and I'll help you with your make-up, and you can start being Jenny at once. Then we'll go to the Club, where we'll perfect your technique. This may take a few weeks, but my chief will arrange for you to have special leave from the University we have stacks of influence, believe me! You'll be on a high-priority project." She paused and smiled. "You're in for a wonderful time: So come along, Jenny dear!"

So John bathed, shaved, dressed in a pretty bra, softly reinforced, and matching panties, with a lacey slip of nylon, svelte blue woolen costume with cherry shoes and handbag. He wore a well-styled hair-do, and his make-up was applied by Valerie's discreet and ex- pert hand. Thus he became Jenny Louise Beaumont, whose soul sang with long-awaited joy. Then the two girls departed quickly by car in the gathering darkness, for the Chevalier Club.

As they drove, Jenny asked: Wasn't it a very re- markable coincidence that I should have happened to rent the very house that had the invisible lift under the bed, which took me down into your headquarters next door?"

Valerie swung the car dextrously past a big red double-decker bus.

"It wasn't a coincidence, dear. That little house is part of our headquarters. We arranged for you to rent it. Remember that young real-estate man who came to to see you a month ago? That was me! Now let me tell you about the Chevalier Club. It's named after the Chevalier D'Eon, a very famous swordsman who lived for years as a woman; and we chose that name to harmonize with Chevalier Publications, which have done such a lot for our cause. It's for genuine TVs only, who are prepared to act like ladies whenever they are in feminine attire, and like gentlemen at

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