Transvestia

pick up my bags and go. By the way, I'm Linda Parrish, Norma took the girl's offered hand and shook it once in her own.

"Norma Harrison, pleased to have you stay, she acknowledged. She had finished her meal and busied herself by freshening her make-up while waiting for Linda to finish.

Both girls left tips, paid their checks at the cashier cage and walked back across Market and down Seventh to the bus depot. Getting her two suitcases from a locker, Linda gave one to Norma to carry and followed her to her nearby apartment.

Once inside the apartment, Norma had to talk quickly and convincingly to explain the male items of clothing strewn about the living and bedroom. "My brother's such a slob, he expects me to clean up after him all the time."

"Your brother lives here too?" asked Linda. "You didn't mention that, I don't think I had better stay here after all."

"Oh, don't worry. He's at a party in Monterey. He'll be gone all weekend. I just got home from work and that's why it's such a mess. Here is the bath and you can use that bedroom. I will use the couch while Tom's away. The sheets are fresh so we won't have to bother about changing them. Tom sleeps out here on the couch so he can watch television late," Norma continued, hoping she wasn't talking too much.

"If you're sure it's alright. "Linda began.

"Don't worry about a thing, I'll probably be gone to work by the time you awaken so you can find something to for breakfast and then start job hunting. I work for a bunch of different people and it means crazy hours."

Linda went to the television and picked up a framed picture of Tom. "Is this your brother? He sure looks like you, doesn't he?"

"Yes, we're almost twins except that I'm a brunette