RANSVESTIA

"I rather think you would if you got the chance," Marty smarted. "You have that certain look.”

"You girls are all suspicious," he complained. "Now me . . . I'm just a soldier boy traveling through. I wanted a few hours of friendly chat. Me be a wolf? No maam. I . . .“

"Not till you get the chance.“ his sister told him. “But I mean it. Marty's just a nice kid and it`s hands off. Okay?”

"Okay sis... I get the picture. You're saving her for some Knight in Shining Armor. I promise . . . Scout oath . . . to treat her like a sister ... But let's go. I'm only here for a few hours and then off into the wild blue yonder."

"Then calm down and give us time to get decent and we'll go. Fix yourself a drink from the bar under the counter. We'll be out shortly. She permitted Marty to follow her into the bedroom, and said: “You can help me get dressed. It'll be quicker. Pick me out some undies while I brush my teeth."

Marty went over to the dresser and pulled out the drawers, choosing blue panties, a while lace slip, a new panty girdle, brassiere and hose. She placed these items on Maries bed and waited. "Get the black and white shift dress with the wide white hem from the closet for me, while I get these things on."

Marty opened the closet and found the garment she indicated, and brought it back as Marie fastened the bra at her back. She had the panties and girdle on so the slip was next. Marty zipped her dress for her and then asked: "I had better get some stockings on too?”

"Yes Marty. If you run into trouble I'll be there in a few minutes to help."

Marty had hooked hose to girdle tabs before, so she was dressed and slipping into high heel shoes by the time Marie entered the room. “Do you know enough about those things to walk in them?" she asked Marty.

"I've worn heels for many hours as punishment," she answered. "They walk as good to me as men's shoes, if not better."

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