Transvestia latter adding, "do you like our creation?" Words could not express my emotion as I simply took her hands in mine and softly said, "thank you."

She was about to say something in return, but a knock at the door interrupted the thought before it could find words. In response to Millie's reply, Harry burst in dressed as he had been the night before. As he spied me, he stopped short in mock surprise and exclaimed, "Well, chum, welcome to the club! Millie you are unbelievable!" He gave me a closer examination murmuring approval to Millie all the while. We joked for a few moments about my shyness and then, glancing at his tiny lady's wrist watch, Harry exclaimed, "They're waiting for us. Come on, we can't keep the gentlemen of the press waiting!" And before I had a chance to express my appreciation to Millie, we were on our way through the bustling department store. On our way, Harry explained that he had talked to Earl Koenig, the editor of the local newspaper and had requested a photographer and reporter for in front of the de- partment store. This was to be our first big pub- licity break and I must say that the closer we got to the outside world, the more nervous I became.

Because it was not often that the wealthy Harry Westbrook called him for a photographer, the editor himself greeted us as we rolled throught the revol- ving door onto the main thorofare. "Harry! "Harry! What in the-----!!! was all he could stammer before the flashbulbs began popping and the crowd gathered. Swinging Koenig between us, Harry took advantage of his surprise to taunt the crowd: "It's only the be- ginning, ladies and gentlemen," he called. Then, handing me a stack of tickets to be shown to the onlookers, he continued, "you think this is something? The gentlemen of the Milford Country Club are pre- pared to show you even more!" Now the crowd was be- ginning to warm to Harry, while the bewildered news- paper editor stood between us completely nonplussed. As the crowd gathered, Harry began selling tickets.

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