HISTORY

I Am

a

Transvestite

by Georgette W.

I am a transvestite. Why? Because I enjoy being one. I have always felt a deep joy in the touch and sight of girl's clothing, coupled with an intense de- sire to wear it and to be a girl. It is quite indescrib- able but, believe me, entirely sincere.

Since I am not handsome I do not try to make myself up as a beautiful woman in elegant silks and satins, although I love them. I dress myself as a tom- boy in a short, flared skirt, a very pretty slip or pet- ticoat, and a tailored blouse. I wear for preference real silk stockings and, as they would have said some years ago, I "roll my own". I wear garters--no belts or girdles for this tomboy.

Underclothes? Well, these are extremely import- ant, and in this respect I may possibly be a fetishist. I adore pretty underclothes, one of my favorites being pink silk bloomers. Very good quality rayon or nylon will do, but real Milanese silk is best. Bloomers should fit easily, not skin-tight and not baggy. Panties briets are all such "Skimpies" I hate, on myself or any- one else.

Those recently introduced garments called petti- pants are nice. They are really a revival of the dra- wers of the Gay Nineties and some years following.

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