RANSVESTIA

So far the arrangement had worked perfectly. During the week Harry enjoyed his retirement. He did quite a bit of fishing and hunting. Often he was content just to work around the house or in his garden. Some- times he and Martha would take short trips. Their only son was finish- ing up an overseas tour in the Army. Then on the weekends Harry had the entire Thayer store and its contents to himself from 9:00 p.m. on Saturday when the janitorial personnel left until Monday morning. He could dress as he pleased in women's attire most of the weekend. The schedule of inspection tours kept him busy and awake Saturday and Sunday nights. If he wanted to sleep it had to be done during the day on Sunday when the tours were scheduled six hours apart. The living quarters were not elaborate but they were adequate. There was a bunk and a shower at the rear of the maintenance and security office. An old refrigerator in the office was kept stocked with food provisions and there was a hotplate to warm things up if need be. Harry was a light eater, however, and usually brought enough of his own sandwiches to last until Monday morning.

Following his retirement as a truck driver Harry had stumbled on the Thayer job in the want ads. The possibility of working as a night- watchman appealed to him immediately. He liked the independence from supervision that it offered and the possibility that he could set his femininity free for a day or so each week without fear of exposure intrigued him. He took the job. That was almost a year ago and he had never regretted the decision. There were better paying jobs with better hours perhaps. That was what his wife could not understand. Why anyone would want to work on the weekends at a job that kept you awake all night was beyond her comprehension. But she loved him and what- ever he wanted was all that counted as far as Martha was concerned. Harry had told her he wanted to work at night because he was used to it. All those nights he had spent highballing trucks across the country had put it in his blood. In a way it was hard for him not to tell her the complete truth. He had a great impulse then to tell Martha all about himself now that he was retired but somehow he couldn't bring himself to do it. So he took the Thayer job and after the first month not a week passed when Harry failed to practice his crossdressing while on duty as the Thayer Company's nightwatchman.

After his first tour of the building on Saturday and after the depar- ture of the janitors and scrubwomen Harry would collect the various items he required from the huge store's stockrooms and counters and, retiring to the beauty salon area on the fourth floor, proceed to bring forth a surprisingly attractive middleaged lady whom he referred to

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