I felt very feminine and the training I had gone through from my wife took over. I would sit and act a lady. In those clothes it seemed only natural.

My wife came out and she too looked great. Before we left she gave me a clutch bag to match my shoes and filled it with all I would need. Just before we went out the door she decided that I needed earrings. She said she would have pierced my ears but in the excitement of the last couple of days she had forgotten it. So she put some of those fake pierced earrings and a small gold necklace on me.

She drove us to the party and the doorman started my evening out for me. He held my door for me and called me mam, while my wife had to get out herself. You see, he thought she was a man. She was thrilled to no end. We got inside and she ushered me to the door of the ladies room and told me to go inside and check my make-up like a lady should. So I entered the women's world for the first time, little knowing that it wouldn't be for the last time. When I came out my wife had gotten some punch for us. We danced and dancex. I had several cut in on my wife during the night not realizing that I was a man. I got carried away and for a while there, I forgot I was a man!

One of the men I danced with was the Editor-in-Chief of the biggest newspaper in the city. While we were dancing we talked, I used as soft and feminine a voice as I could. I told him I'd done a little work in journalism and he was impressed. He had an opening for a woman re- porter and said the job was mine if I wanted it. He said the pay was very good and that raises were frequent if I worked out all right. I said that I would have to ask my husband about it. By the time the dance was over I could hardly contain myself.

My wife was sitting at our table waiting for me. The judges were about to announce the winner and when they did was she disappointed when it wasn't me. I forgot about the job and told her it didn't matter, reminding her that we both had had a lot of fun.

It was about a week later when I was trying to get our bills paid and was a little short of money, that I laughingly told my wife that I had had a good paying job offered to me. "What kind of job," she wanted to know. I told her a job on the biggest newspaper in town. BUT! I said that there was one great big catch in the offer. The job was offered to the woman at the party the other night. I explained

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