Fra TRUE STORY

Evening In Shangri-La

by Madeline (55-B-2)

A few weeks ago I lived, perhaps the happiest evening of my life.

For the first time, I spent an entire evening, with a group of people, dressed as a girl. The most wonderful part was that although the members of the group knew I was a man, everyone accepted me quite naturally as a woman. There were no crude or snide remarks, no personal questions, nothing but a most delicious merging of my feminine self with my attire and the rest of the girls. like a desert chameleon. This acceptance was quite a revelation to me. One often dreams of this type of accep- tance but when it comes, one is almost frightened to em- brace it. This acceptance made me much more deeply aware of the power and wonder of being a transvestite. For the first time, I realized that simply changing one's clothing, from masculine to feminine, is in itself no more convincing than wrapping a sheepskin around a wold. But, couple the change of rainment with that other person- ality lying deep inside us and the effect is wonderous.

Perhaps it will encourage other TV's to spread their wings to recount the events of the evening in it's en- tirety. I must say that I am not, I believe an effeminate male. I stand 5"11", weigh 190 lbs. and am as hairy as the average male. I have to work hard to transform myself into the presentable woman I wish to be.

Shortly after Halloween, I was visiting a friend of mine, a lady named Catherine and the subject of dis- guises and costumes arose. I remarked that I had been

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