Transvestia

would not be DECENT!' "You silly darling", she ex- claimed! "You are a MAN to me", and she giggled!!!! "But you really don't look like one! "My lovely, pretty, adorable man-girl", and she fell into my arms, kissing me in wild abandon! "I love you too", she cried. "I have been living in misery since you became so distant to me. I thought you did not love me!" We kissed, for hours it seemed, sitting together on the floor! Then we both looked into the mirror and started laughing. Re- flected there we saw a gorgeous blond girl, her furs on the floor around her, embracing a handsome red haired girl, with lipstick smeared on both their faces, their lovely hair badly mussed, their dresses sadly askew, their skirts above their knees! "You know what? Laughed Connie, "the door is unlatched! If anyone should come in here, they would never understand!" We struggled to our feet, embraced again, and walked over to the mirror and started to repair our make-up and arrange our hair, then arm and arm we headed for the elevator. Our act that night was one of wild abandon!

That was a long time ago, years have passed. I purchased a man's suit "for my brother" and tucked my hair under a man's hat. Without make-up and with a pipe I looked rather like a man, enough so that we ob- tained a marriage license next day and were married by a half blind, half deaf old judge in the neighboring vil- lage. I gave my occupation as "female impersonator"! We engaged the "bridal suite" at a resort hotel, phoned our agent to cancel our two remaining bookings of that series, and retired to our rooms. My lovely bride wore a chaste white gown, her long blonde hair hung down to her waist. She stood before the fireplace waiting for me. I wore a jet black gown, floating around me in a misty cloud, my auburn hair falling free in the firelight. We embraced tenderly, kissed again and again and arm in arm we walked to the enormous bed. Two girls in a dream world of love. Man (??) and wife, n ever to part!

Vaudeville had had it's day, bookings were infre-

quent and hard to find in theaters, prohibition had passed and many night clubs, large and small were operating across the country. These called for an intimate act, directed at a smaller audience. Sister acts were not popu- lar so I became the "straight man" of our new comedy