Mom had reserved two lower berths and an upper berth for us on the train. Naturally, I was to sleep in the upper berth while Mom and Alicia, and JoAnne and Susie occupied the two lower berths. Every- thing was wonderful, and I just reveled in the fact that I looked like a girl.

The train trip from our home town in Illinois to Miami took about 36 hours. Naturally, during that time, I had to go to the washroom on a couple of occasions. We had just pulled out of Birmingham when I did something that could have ended the whole masquerade and re- vealed me.

I was waiting for the train to pull out of the station, so I could go to the ladies' room. I sat there tapping my fingers on the windowsill, while talking to Susie about college. The train started moving again, and I got up, politely excusing myself, and walked to the ladies room at the far end of the car. I opened the door and walked in, locking the door behind me.

I pulled up my skirt, and pulled down my girdle and panties, and was about to sit down when there was a knock on the door.

"Could you please hurry, sir? My stop is the next one, and I would like to shave."

I gasped, and looked around, What was going on? No one could have known about me. At least I hadn't thought they could have. Then I realized my mistake! From force of habit, I had entered the men's room, and here I was, dressed to the teeth, as a female. I was really scared. I didn't know what to do. I let out a muffled okay to calm him down, and I quickly replaced my clothes.

I smoothed my skirt down, and straightened my nylons. I took out my compact figuring that if I was going to be discovered dressed as a girl, I had better freshen up. I powdered my nose, and applied my lipstick once more. I combed down the loose strands of hair. I was ready to await my fate. I was about to open the door when I heard someone else's footsteps, and then I heard Susie speak.

"Sir? Could you help us? My sisters and I need a suitcase off of the rack, and we just can't seem to get it down, and you look plenty strong enough."

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