Transvestia

course, shocked to see me thus attired and demanded an explanation. I held nothing back and told her of my feelings, their duration, how it all started (as you shall read later on) and ended by telling her I could no longer repress the strong desire to wear girl's clothing.

She heard me out without interuption, asked a question or two and then retired. To say that her acceptance of my Transvestism was instantaneous would be untruthful. There followed many months of adjustment of our personalities during which I dress- ed in my girls clothing each night until, gradually, her acceptance of another "woman around the house" became complete. We have been most compatible ever since, spend all our time together now as girl friends, go to theaters, restuarants, shopping tours and do all the other things that two lifelong girl friends would do.

My desire for sexual contact is and always has been low. I am miserable when dressed as a man, im- mediately comfortable and relaxed in the clothes of a female. I have become an expert in the art of applying make-up, have assumed a feminine name and desire to be referred to as "she". We have a few really good staunch friends who have accepted me for what I am. They see me in feminine clothes, address me as "Judie", my adopted name, accompany us to theaters, cafes and other places of public gath- erings and think little of it.

I wear feminine underclothes, always. While working and wearing men's outer clothing I have be- neath a bra and panties or a chemise undergarment. When I return home at the end of my work day, I completely disrobe, bathe and remove my facial hair. I don a padded bra and girdle for feminine contours, a slip and a dress or pedal pushers, capris or other type lounging outfits, depending on our activity for the evening, stockings and shoes. I carefully make up my face and put on a wig..one of three that

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