was almost all gone, and I smelled of men's after shave, as I'm sure, Jack smelled of my perfume. We caught our train the next morning, and in 36 hours, we were home. My adventure as Marcia had ended.

That was seven years ago. I graduated from high school, third in my class. I dressed often at home when I had the chance, and with Susie's help. Mother disapproved, but never said another word about it. After all, it had been her idea.

I soon dressed as a girl regularly. Susie and I moved to Chicago. She had finished school, and was working with an advertising agency. I had gone to secretarial school, and learned how to be a pretty good secre- tary. Alicia is now in school. JoAnne is married, and for all practical purposes, I'm an aunt twice.

Susie has kept her word, and we share an extensive wardrobe, even thought I'm almost two inches taller than she is. She is engaged to Bill Robinson, so I guess my sacrifice paid off.

What about me? I think I look better than ever, but I have learned not to be conceited about my appearance. But I do some modeling as a side job. The boys at the office keep joking with me, and I flirt back, but that's all. As a matter of fact, I met a girl who loves me for what I am, and I love her, and hope to marry her. Of course, we don't go out on dates much, because I seldom go out dressed as Mark. But I am willing to make this sacrifice for her, as long as she accepts me. After all, we wear practically the same sizes.

I have been transformed into a girl, but deep down, I still know that I'm male. I never think I am a female, but I like to pretend, and put on the masquerade, and it gets to be easier, after a while. Like I said, I have learned not to be conceited about my appearance, for there are many transvestites who can not look as feminine as I do. I accept the fact that I'm a fortunate transvestite, and I will never be able to thank Mother and my sisters for what they have done for Mark and Marcia. Being Marcia is being myself, and that's what I can do best.

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Ed. Note: The author did not put her name on the manuscript of this story. If she will let us know, we will give her the credit.

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