Transvestia

Just after I graduated from high school, I met Linda. I can't remember how or when I told her about myself, but it wasn't long before she began bringing me skirts and blouses to wear on our dates.

After five years, while still in college we married. Our honeymoon was a dream trip. On the first night I wore a beautiful flowing white nightie and negligee. Linda gave me a bottle of perfume, a necklace and some earrings.

Our first apartment was in an old converted barracks where we shared the bath with another couple. Frequent- ly, while wearing a nightie and robe and with my hair up in curlers, I would see the other girl, Mary, in the hall. Eventually, we three became fairly good friends and she often came in for coffee. Here again it is surprising that she never once indicated that anything was out of the ordinary. She seemed to accept me as a girl al- though she knew perfectly well that I wasn't. I rarely saw her husband and never when I was dressed up.

After graduation we lived in New York City for a few months. Linda found me an inexpensive swatch of curls in the dime store and I went out often at night dressed completely as a girl.

We moved back to Florida and nothing special oc- curred for about two years as we were both working so hard trying to pay off the loans we had acquired to get through school.

In 1956 I happened to mention that I liked to wear girl's clothes to Betty who worked with me and lived across the street from us. She told me her brother who was away (at West Point no less) did too and she missed it. Linda and I arranged a fashion show for her with Lin doing the commentary and I the modeling. We wrote it all out and practiced for days. I still have the notes in my scrapbook. First, a bathing suit and beach jacket (which I made), then slacks and blouse, followed by a quilted blue circle skirt with crinoline and a robin's egg blue blouse. Actually the skirt was Linda's but I loved it so much I wore it more than she did. After modeling a suit, two dresses, and a formal, I wore a