She drove along carefully in the heavy traffic and they talked about various things such as home towns, and ambitions. Finally they pulled up at a fancy restaurant where she gave him a few instructions before they left the car. These included how to fix the napkin, feminine eating peculiarities, and restroom usage.
It was almost an hour later that the two girls finished their breakfast and then she leisurely drove them about the city, while they became better acquainted. Russ found himself fitting more and more into a feminine image. The existence of Rita began at that early hour.
When mid afternoon rolled around, they had lunch together again, and then Janice decided they should check in at a motel. “We want to make the mob think you escaped town and give you up, before you go back to being Russ again. After a couple of days you can drive me to the hotel and I'll get your things, bring you back here, and then you can go back to being Russ." This they did.
"I'm afraid it won't be that easy Janice," Russ-Rita confided. Al- though I've never worn feminine apparel before, I'm afraid I like it too well to quit it. I expect "you think I'm crazy or something?"
"Why no I don't Russ. My brother Fred is a compulsive wearer of women's things. He calls it transvestism. I got the idea for dressing you as a girl from thinking of Fred. He used to sneak my things until he began buying his own. I rather like the idea of it. I'd be happy if I could find someone to love who would be my girl friend at times."
"Do you mean that Janice?” Russ-Rita asked. “I mean the part where you said you'd be willing to marry a boy who would wear women's things part of the time?"
"Sure I did silly. I think it would break the monotony of married life, for the husband to dress up as his wife's girl friend or sister once in a while. He could help with the housework and they could shop and do lots of other things together."
Russ-Rita was very serious of countenance as he spoke again: “Jan would you believe what I say now, as you did in the hotel room when I burst in on you naked? I mean I am sure I love you already, and with all my heart. I've never been serious about any girl before. In fact I have never really been interested in any girls. Honey, I know I love you."
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