Transvestia

to see himself in front of the full length mirror again. He was most natural in heels. They never even bothered him when he was dancing any of the new dances. His textured stockings were wrinkle free. His dress was short, but then it was designed to be worn short. The net and lace were placed to reveal the black satin slip underneath it. The light caught it's shimmer and gloss beautifully. His face and hair were perfect. Now all he had to do was paint his nails and he could leave for the dance. After all, he didn't want to disappoint Helen, Janet and Sheila and not steal the men away when he arrived as the mystery girl.

THE END

LYDIA JACKSON

HEADQUARTERS

"This is my Dad, Bill, WO are going to a Father and Son party."

"Well, Captain Carlson, in that, ab---uniform-- you should be able to get into the enemy terri- tory all right---if you can get past our own patrols that is. But dont forget the rules about ah--fraternizing with the enemy."

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