Transvestia

inferred that they might be noticeable to others who looked at me closely?" I asked.

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"Well, Marion, she replied. "There are several things, but mainly your eyebrows are too scraggly and also you have a bit more hair on you arms than most women do. Now sit down and let's correct these things.'

She then applied a sweet smelling depilatory to my arms from wrist to shoulder and began to remove the ex- cess from my brows. While whe worked, she promised that she would not pluck my brows too much so that my appearance would be normal even when not working as as impersonator. The finished result was most pleasing and I felt almost undressed with my bare arms hanging at my side.

"There is no reason to sit here alone any longer and I do have another customer to take care of. You can take your manicure in the outer room with the rest of the she said. And took me by the hand and led me to the manicurist's table.

customers!

"What shade of polish would you like me to use?" asked the girl.

Speaking softly I suggested that something which matched my new lipstick would be fine. Quickly the mani- curist removed the polish that Adele had applied on Halloween and put my fingers into luke warm water to soak. While she worked shaping the nails, applying base coat and several layers of nail polish, I watched the women in the shop, completely fascinated by the dryers and the huge curlers that most wore. More interesting however, were the snatches of conversation about men, clothes and other feminine subjects. This was more fun than a football game.

As the manicurist was finishing my nails, Adele walked over and inquired if everything was all right with me. I could see her eyes travel from my turban wig, to my bare arms to the slim waist and over my crossed legs adorned in nylon and I could see that she was not only pleased but somewhat amazed at what she saw.

"Just fine", I answered, "this has been a delightful

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