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thing or other. I peeked out the window and everyone was looking at the motor home. I stood there for a moment, trying to decide if I should change back into male attire to go out and check. Don't ask me what I was going to check because I sure didn't know what to look for. The rea- son I figured it was the air-conditioner was because no cold air was com- ing out (smart of me, eh?). I said the heck with it and stepped out of the rig in my dress. I looked around the front end and, seeing no blood or parts laying on the ground, got back in and drove off. I had to keep the window open though allowing all the dirt and noise in. I just turned up the stereo a little and it wasn't too bad. Sure seemed stranged to have a dress on, but nice!

My first encounter with anyone was at the toll booth. It's strange how you get a little flutter in the heart area when you haven't faced anyone as a woman for some time. I just paid my toll, without a smile I must admit because I think that New York charges too much on the Thruway. I really was getting quite a charge out of the trip and looking forward to the next few days. As I was driving along, I kept wondering just what kind of situations I would be getting into. My motor home holds 110 gallons of gas so I really don't have to stop very often during the course of a day to fill up. I had brought some sandwiches with me and I figured that I would drive right through the night and really put some miles behind

me.

I was not far north of Cincinnati when dusk started turning into night. I switched on the head lights and proceeded to check out the side lights with my mirrors. It seemed that the back clearance lights were not work- ing but I couldn't be sure so I stopped at the next rest area and checked. Sure enough, no back clearance lights. I banged a few things but no lights. I wasn't about to get back on the road again and then be stopped by the state police. So I took off my dress and my make up, put on a nightie and went to bed. I got up early the next morning, put on fresh underthings, make up and a dress and was driving out of the rest stop within twenty minutes. I drove for a couple hours then stopped for gas. I got out of the rig, told the attendant to fill both tanks and then looked at all the tires. By this time it was quite hot and I was glad that I had on my hot pants with the separate short skirt.

After getting back on the road and driving for a few hours, I thought that I had better stop at a store and get some food. I pulled off the inter- state and went into a small town. I found a store that looked rather nice and after checking my appearance, went in. I purchased a few items and went to the check out. The man behind the counter asked me if that was my motor home. When I answered in the affirmative, he started to ask me

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