Transvestia

"You make a fine woman", said Anna. "You should go on the stage as an impersonator. I have seen many of them who are not as good looking as you are and I know a lot about them."

They row went on with my toilette. I donned a bra, with small pads. My tight corset had crowded up my flesh so that my bust was several inches larger than normal. But I needed the pads for the rounded breasts. And now I was ready for my dress.

First, Grace and Anna put on me a three piece street dress. It fitted to a "T". A pretty hat was pinned onto my golden locks.

"Now you are ready for the street", said Grace.

"But I would never dare to go out dressed as a girl", said I.

"But

"We will not go out tonight." said Grace. I am sure you could walk the streets and pass un- questioned as a woman. Sometime you must try it.

After I had worn the street dress for a while, I took it off and put on one of Grace's afternoon frocks. A very pretty one. With it I wore a large picture hat.

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"You look very sweet in that,' said Grace. "If I were a man, I would sure "fall for" you."

I thanked her as I surveyed myself in the mirror, and had to keep reminding myself that that girl I saw reflected was really myself, so perfect was my make-up, figure and dress. It was thrilling, as you will readily understand, for never before had I had such a wonderful make-up and such a slender figure, with it's tiny waist line.

But the best was reserved for the last, an eve- ning gown. That would show my figure to the best

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