Transvestia

I returned to the mirror to find that girl flirting with me. again! Suddenly, I heard someone say clearly "Bah!" I turned, startled, to see who had spoken. There was no one there! What a puzzle. The bewilderment ended my fun so I changed and went to bed.

Several months later I had an accident at work and had to be hospitalized. On one of her visits to see me, my mother mentioned that my cousins and my aunt had seen ghosts in our house. I silently made up my mind to find out what was really going on when I returned home. Perhaps one of my brothers had some suspicion of my hobby. Despite this resolution, and even though I dressed variously during the day and at night when I returned home, I saw saw nothing. Yet the cousins complained that the mysterious ghost at times had taken their hands and had even stolen a few kisses. Surely I though, this ghost is one of my brothers who is just playing tricks on the girls.

In spite of this "ghost", I played at my hobby often. Several times my mother almost caught me, but I was able to flee and quickly remove my clothes and makeup. My mother must have thought that I was the ghost. Even so, I never saw anything.

The girls continued to complain about the "ghost", so I made up my mind that I would find out once and for all the answer to the mystery. So, the next night my parents were out, I settled myself in the kitchen with a good book, with plans to wait until midnight if necessary to spot the ghost. I was sure that I would soon know the secret.

Don't ask me why or when I dozed off, but I awoke with a start when someone touched my arm and said, "Tom, come here!" It was pitch dark and even though I wanted desperately to light the lamp I was paralyzed. "Who are you?" I asked fearfully.

"I an a friend" was the answer, "who has lived in this house a long time."

I didn't know what to do or say so I just listened. The voice continued: "I have always admired the various pretty girls

69