Transvestia

all that glitter and gowns and lingerie. I was only 20 years old and I was a pretty boy, still very much of a sissy, just oozing femininity. And of course it had to happen. One day they dressed me up from the skin out, and I am convinced that no human being can possibly experience a thrill so intense, so fan- tastically devastating, (so indescribably delicious) as the thrill felt by a TV when he gets fully dressed for the first time. That is what I felt when I stood in front of a mirror and saw Debbie for the first time. To me, she was the most beautiful girl in the world, this despite the fact that I was bigger and taller than most of my new-found impersonator friends. They baptized me as Debbie, the Amazon Bombshell, and this is the way they billed me.

When the circus left Chicago there was one clown less in the troupe and one additional female imper- sonator in Chicago. Since I did not have an act nor routine to perform on the stage, they gave me a job as a barmaid in the same hall where the impersonators put on their show. I must have done a good job of it, because after we left the Fair I was again a barmaid at The Red Door in Calumet City, Illinois. My friends kept prodding me into developing an act and finally I made my debut on stage at Club 48 as a "Hillbilly Bride". What a thrill everytime I went on stage, and what a thrill to see my name outside. For about two years we traveled from town to town and finally we made the French Quarter in New Orleans. Everything was rosy and happy, but fate had other designs on my life. A terrible fire broke out and I lost everything I owned. The shock was too great and I felt that the whole world had crumbled under me. So feeling defeated, I went back home and set- tled down to a more masculine type of life.

My folks were getting on in years and really needed help on the farm. At no time did my parents become aware of my love for women's clothes. My mother seemed to have forgotten that one incident in my childhood. And so, I met a GG and we got