Ransvestia

Incidentally, I also read "TV and Wife." Unfortunately, it came out a little late to be of any help to me. My wife started out as a “D” type, rapidly slid to “E” type, took one short step to “F” type, then went out the door. Moral: "Tell before Marriage." Hope this book gets wide distribution.

Sincerely, Donna

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Dear Virginia;

Inspired by the many stories I've read in Transvestia I decided to try my hand at writing. But after several false starts nothing seemed to work out. Then I reasoned, why not just tell my own thoughts in my own words. Here is what happens when I meet Janet.

I stare into the bathroom mirror at a face thats been around for fifty three years. Its a rather round face dominated by a large Durante-type nose. Gee how I envy those who have small noses and fine features. Sigh Oh well, let's make do with what we've got.

Okay first the cold cream then the liquid makeup. Seems to me I've read somewhere a line of light makeup down the length of the nose will make it appear shorter. Hmmmm, well maybe it does a little bit.

Alrighty, now for the eyeliner. Easy now, Oops! Smeared the corner. Now for the real battle, the false eyelashes. With all ten thumbs working away, finally they're on. Although one eyelid is temporarily glued shut. Once I tried tweezers but almost stabbed myself in the eyeball.

Now a pause to check out whats been done. Not too bad. My normal "ruddy complexion" as my Army record termed it has vanished. My face is much lighter and softer looking. The blue eyes are set off rather well by the lashes and the liner. Just then as I look a spark flickers some- where deep down inside me.

Lipstick next and remember clown, no big cupids bow like last time! Okay just a slight bow on the upper lip. Now lets see. Well, well, now we're getting somewhere. The flicker lights up into a little glow.

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