Transvestia
to become my wife. After three years of courting, I asked her to marry me. She said "yes". I had not told her anything about my desire to dress. And later I was to find out it was a mistake. If I had it to do again I would have confided in her. Once again every thing feminine went into the trash or to Goodwill. This time
I would quit. I was going to quit because now I had something wonderful and nothing else in the world mattered except to make her happy.
A year passed...... Things were going the way they should for a young married couple. I had a good job, and my wife decided to work until we had our first child. Then came Halloween and the public display of costumes. My wife and I didn't get into costumes. We just went out to watch the others. And there he was, blond hair, chiffon dress, (a misty green) elegant opera length gloves, and every inch a lady. Seeing a man as such, started those smoldering embers into a blazing fire with- in me. At once I started to go on a buying spree. This was of course without my wife's knowledge. After I had the complete wardrobe in hand, I'd rent a motel room, dress and spend the day inside as a woman. My wife thought I was at work on these occasions and I knew she could not possibly think there was another woman.
After a few months of this I didn't know what to do. I couldn't tell her and I just could not stop. Finally I decided that this could not go on forever. I had to tell her, but how? The best was was to get dressed and walk in on her. Yes, all or nothing at all. I'd do it. The look she gave me at the door was at first quizical, and when I spoke it was alarm. She thought I'd had a sex- change (in three hours), and after trying to explain al1 I knew about the subject, she was still confused. We talked far into the night and it was decided that I could stop if I wanted to and she would help me. About six months elapsed and finally I told her I just had to get dressed. Out I went and purchased the same things I had time and time again.
Then the day came when I found TRANSVESTIA. We both read and reread each issue as it came. "The Trans- vestite and His Wife" did more good for my wife than I ever could. We found that there were others like us who
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