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one night she went next door to visit a neighbor and to watch television with them. She had no sooner left the house than once again the old girl started to shout to be in the open again so to the bedroom I went. Once again I had no sooner got dressed than my wife came home. This time after much talking I told her about my desires and that I had been doing this for quite a few years. I wish that I could say she understood but I cannot. From that day until we left Taiwan I don't think I was ever alone in the house for a long period of time. I remember one parti- cular day I arrived home from work and found a note telling me that she had gone shopping with a neighbor and for me to meet her at the PX on post. I thought that since I had a few free minutes I would get dressed. I had no more got on a pair of panties and half slip until my wife came out of her hiding place and caught me red-handed. Naturally, a fuss followed.

I must say however, that although she didn't approve of my desires she did make an effort to learn something about it. We bought several books that included the subject of transvestism in it but we never really learned anything about the subject. This was the first time I had heard of the word transvestite.

Eventually we returned to the states and I was stationed in Georgia. On occasions my wife would let me dress for a few minutes but never for long. Then one day I came across an article by Virginia Prince in one of the magazines that you can buy at certain newsstands. I read the article and showed it to my wife who read it. I wrote a letter to Virginia and when I received the reply my wife hit the ceiling. However she re- lented and after awhile I was able to order my first TVia. I read and reread that book until I thought the pages would fall out. In the mean- time my wife had begun to buy me occasional pieces of underwear. Things rocked along like this for the next couple of years with my wife being more liberal but still not wholly approving of my sister. She would not let me dress at least once a week and also I began to buy some dresses for my sister. One day my wife said it would be okey if I would buy a wig. That was one of the happiest moments of my life. I'll never forget when the wig finally arrived, (we ordered it from Spiegels). At last my own wig. No more scarfs to hide my masculine hair cut. During this time also my wife began to take some pictures of me. At first they weren't too good but they soon became a little better.

Then I was assigned to Korea where I spent one lonely year because I missed my wife and also since I was living in the barracks I was unable to dress. However, I was able to join FPE during this year. Another of

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