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again over my pants I looked cute. She asked me to come out of the cubicle and then with the girl down on her knees telling me to turn around while she was putting pins to the proper length and at the same time asking the Head-lady when the dress would be ready. I said I would need it only next Tuesday but I would like to have it for the weekend so I could practice a little with the dress on before going to the party. It was promised the next day at noon. There was no trouble finding a medium girdle. But then the fun started with the panties. She was trying to find a size large at the same price, so she would not have to make a refund slip; she could not find any; the other girls came to her help; four girls looking for a $1.49 pantie, large size. Finally they couldn't find any and she had to give me a $1.29 pair and write a refund slip for $0.20. All the time I stood there by the counter, cool as a cucumber, relaxed as if I had been buying a shirt for my brother. Before I left the girl asked me if I had bought my make-up yet. I said no. She asked me if I would have a fur wrap; I said no again, and she suggested a wool wrap as they had some in different prices .. I'll see tomorrow, when I come back to pick up the dress, I told her.

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Now that it is all over I am still surprised at myself! Where did I get the nerve? Yet it was so easy: a good excuse, humor, relaxation, acting a little stupid about feminine clothes and everybody went out of his or her way to help me win the bet I took only with myself.

NEXT DAY: October 28: Well, here I am, back from the store with the new dress. After the same cute little blonde gave me the dress, she asked me if I was all fixed up now. I wanted to know her reactions about make-up, so I said I still had that to get. She suggested a United Variety Store, just around the corner; then she said, "Maybe you don't know exactly what to buy, do you want me to make you a list?" Then she wrote down: make-up, lipstick - even suggesting a brand and a color, eyeliner, eyebrow pencil and face powder; she even suggested an eyelash curler; then you would need earrings, necklace and bracelet and “why not a ring, you can get one for one dollar; how about perfume? I would use some in your place." She sure wanted me to be the most feminine. Finally she suggested, "Why don't you rent a fur wrap? It may be cold and it would be most convenient." She realized I was serious and she did not want me to look like a clown dressed in woman's garb, but a real, authentic lady.

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