Transvestia

with the everyday routine of an ordinary housewife. first goal, if femmasculated, would be to become a pro- fessional fashion model. Secondary choices would be office work or selling in a fashionable women's depart- ment store or style shop. Basically, I am not sorry that I wasn't born a woman. My real desire is to retain suf- ficient femininity so that I can pass for a real woman whenever I desire. I don't ever forget that there are many advantages to being a man!

It took me a long time to work up sufficient courage to go out in public as a woman. Now that I have mast- ered that feat, I consider my femmetimes not complete unless I do so. The most important element in femme-

passing, I feel, is a ready smile. Next in importance is a good wig. I make a point of smiling at everyone who looks my way when I am in femme dress. This, I'm sure, helps any suspicions people may have. It's amaz- ing what a feminine smile will do. Other women smile back, children smile and bashfully turn their heads, men tip their hats or run to open a door. At times like these I often feel that many real women don't realize how much fun it is to be truly feminine.

Naturally, any femme passer is subject to attempted pick-ups by men "on the make". I have allowed myself to get picked up on two different occasions, just to see what would happen. Those two pick-ups have been among the highlights of my femmexperiences thus far. I found that I really enjoyed having men flatter me and buy me drinks.

In the first instance I was picked up by two men in a plush hotel bar. One of the men whispered a suggestion that we retire to my hotel room. I declined on the ground that "my husband was up in the room asleep". Inwardly, my femmeself was thrilled by his complete acceptance of me as a woman.

The second time I allowed myself to be picked up, only one other man was involved. He invited me to his hotel room. With mixed feelings of fear and anticipation I accepted. My "date" had a very lovely suite in one of San Francisco's most prominent hotels. He ordered drinks from room service, and we chatted pleasantly on