RANSVESTIA

"Now don't be sarcastic, as far as I'm concerned, your life started today since Jane has no past. Is that understood?”

"Yes, Verna, that's fine with me!"

"Good then. Come on in, dinner's on."

It was an extremely pleasant evening, and by the time it was over an- other facet of my education was started. I learned quickly and with the friendly reprimands of the women that there is much more to being a girl than just to looking like one. I got quite an education in acting like a proper young girl, besides. By the time the evening was over, my posture, gait, and manners had come under scrutiny. I completely resolved that I would incorporate this too into my total appearance.

The next months flew by in rapid succession. With Verna's help I was accepted easily in the class, and my awkwardness was covered by the mistakes of the other girls. Verna was an excellent teacher as well as friend. During the day, I learned hair setting, coloring, and cutting. The shop also specialized in wigs and makeup and I quickly grew to be an expert in the field. Of course the fruits of my education were passed on to myself and I blossomed into quite a lovely young lady. My hair grew longer, and was carefully cared for. At night Verna continued my educa- tion in deportment and charm. Early in the year she succeeded in per- manently removing all the unnecessary hair on my face and chest, so that except when unclothed, no one could ever suspect that I had a secret. I grew to be fast friends with both Verna and Diana, but I must admit that Verna and I became extremely close, but more of that later.

After school was over and I received my license, Verna offered me a job with her in the shop. Needless to say I quickly accepted the position and spent the next two years as her assistant. It was an enjoyable time working with women and performing virtual miracles on some unbe- lievable cases. It is really amazing that some women born with natural feminine beauty do little or nothing to take care of themselves, while people like me who were not women have done so much with so little. To this day I will never understand why women ruin what the good Lord gave them to work with. Bleaching their hair till it is ruined, wearing no makeup, buying clothes that look terrible, or things that are unfeminine and awful. I don't mean pant suits, some of which are extremely fem-

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