RANSVESTIA

His thoughts came to an end as Liz entered his office, removed her fitted coat, kissed him lightly on the cheek and said. "Sorry that I was not able to drive in with you this morning, but there were some things that I had to do. How are things going this morning?"

Harry looked at the beautiful woman who was his wife. A stately 5'7" and 123 lbs. with the curves that nature intended a woman to have, precisely proportioned as nature intended them to be. Liz was a woman who with her well proportioned features and complexion, would have put the cosmetic industry out of business. Today, for a change of pace, she was wearing a minidress belted somewhat below the waistline and the new squaretoed shoes buckled across the instep. Only another woman would have known she was wearing makeup, so natural was everything about her and even her voice was a joy to listen to.

Although only slightly taller than his wife, Harry knew that they made an attractive couple.

The day passed very slowly for Harry. The student contracts were signed and looking at the three young women who appeared most ordi- nary to him, he knew that a vast improvement would occur during their six week class schedule and that they would be barely recognizable if he were to meet them at the conclusion of their first classes. It seemed an eternity before the evening classes were over and he and Liz were driving home to their apartment.

As he was proceeding through an intersection, there was a resounding crash as a blue convertible car, running a red light, rammed into the passenger side of his car forcing him into the curb and into a fire hydrant causing it to send gushers of water high into the air.

His first thoughts were for Liz and although shaken, he opened his door and ran to the other side of the car very much aware that his wife was not moving and worried about her being all right. The door was jammed and he reversed his direction and pulled her out of the car from the drivers side, and moved her out of range of the gushing water from the hydrant.

Everything that followed was as in a dream. He remembered the am- bulance ride to the hospital, the call to his family doctor, his concern when told that Liz had a severe concussion and would have to be hospi- talized for several weeks, but that she would be all right although not able to work for a few months.

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