Monday morning I was at the Union shortly after 9:30 looking for a certain tall girl. Jimmy hadn't given me much of a description, but I felt I'd know her if I saw her. About 10:15 I was ready to give up when I saw her come in. She wasn't six feet tall about 5'9" I figured. I took a deep breath and walked over to her booth.

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"Are you Jimmy Edward's sister?" I asked.

She look up, smiled and said, "Yes. You must be Mr. Alcott. Jimmy said you'd probably be looking me up."

"Yes, I am," I smiled back. "My friends call me 'V.J.'.

"I'm Norinne," she said, "Sit." I sat.

We talked awhile, then Norinne excused herself as she had a class, but we agreed to meet here the next morning for coffee. I had another cup and thought about Norinne. She had as Jimmy said — short, dark hair - almost as short as the girl's crew cut that had gained some popularity in the late Fifties. She was very pretty, with blue eyes, small nose, even features and a beautiful smile. Her figure was slim and athletic almost boyish being somewhat small breasted. I liked her. We had coffee together several time before I asked her for a date. She accepted and gave me her home address.

That evening when I went to pick her up, I didn't know what to expect, but none of the family was "dressed" except Jimmy. We made small talk for a few minutes, then Norinne and I left for dinner.

We chatted through dinner - mostly about school. We were having a liqueur when Norinne said, "Jimmy told me you were a Transvestite. Is that true?"

"Yes, I am." I replied quietly.

"So am I," she smiled, "So is my whole family."

"I couldn't quite believe Jimmy when he told me that,” I said. “It sounded too utterly impossible and too good to be true. I've always felt that there must be other Transvestites in this world, but how does one make contact with one another? We can't advertise or publicity declare what we are. Thank God for Jimmy's chipped tooth."

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