suits a beige one I liked very much-my black birthday dress and the blonde wig (which she hadn't rented, after all). I called her and tried to patch up our differences, but she stood firm and so Millie was tucked away in my book of fond memories.

I ran into her brother a few years later, and he told me Millie had married are you ready?-an Army Captain!!

I worked at several odd jobs for a few months, and then obtained a job with the company that still gives me my pay check. I moved from the Peninsula to the East Bay Area.

I remained a bachelor for several years, dating girls (GG type) and quietly searching for companionship of my own nature. I knew some- thing was missing from my life, but I didn't know how to locate any other TV's; and some of the girls I dated became rather nasty when they found out I was a TV. There was one girl that I met who understood and let me dress around her. We became very friendly.

Most of the time, I dressed as I pleased around home; mostly on weekends when I did my 'housewifing'. On Saturday morning, I'd put on a skirt and blouse, flats, makeup, and tie a scarf around my pinned up wig and do my housework-cleaning, dusting, washing, the whole bit. That evening I'd bathe and shave very close, dress more formally and lounge around watching TV or reading. When L- would come by, we'd talk over coffee or perhaps a little beer. In some ways it was a lonely life—but I was rarely lonesome.

I dressed in public only on Halloween-for parties. The mother of a friend of mine was an excellent seamstress and she made several lovely dresses for me. She wouldn't charge me for her work, so when I'd buy the material, etc. for my new dress, I'd always get enough so she would have enough to make herself a new one, too. She always insisted that I wore complete undergarments for the fittings and I'd feel like a Saks model when my new dress was ready.

At one Halloween party, someone suggested that we go to a nearby nightclub and dance. All 20 of us piled into cars and invaded the place. We created quite a stir when we barged in, but we had a Ball! As L- and I danced by one table, I heard one lady comment as she looked at me, "I tell you, she has to be a woman, even if she is as big as a cow- NO man could dance like that in those heels!" L and I laughed and she dared me to dance with her. When the music started, I walked over to

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