RANSVESTIA

At last th day was over and she hurried home to prepare for the even- ing which she thought might prove to be the most important in her life.

A long soak in the scented bath water as she planned carefully the clothes for tonight. Dried and talcumed she pulled on a pair of stretch satin lace trimmed bikini briefs, the panti-corselet followed and she de- cided that black patterned evening stockings would be most appropriate. Next was a snowy white taffeta ankle length slip that rustled crisply as she moved to the wardrobe to get the full length fine wool kilt in a “Stew- art" tartan. To complement it was a cream satin blouse. It fastened down the front with white pearl buttons then flowed into very full bish- op sleeves caught at the wrist by a three button cuff in the same tiny pearls. The neckline ended in two heavy ties - these fastned into a high stock, being held in place by a large pearl-headed stick pin. Velvet even- ing pumps were next and to ward off the evening's chill she draped a shawl that matched the kilt over her shoulders. A glance in the mirror told her the makeup had not been disturbed and patting an errant curl into place (it was her hair by now) she was ready for a very important dinner date.

The car wended its way through the narrow lanes. Robin's house was several miles out of the city and it was rather difficult driving in a long skirt. The only solution was to fold back the slip and kilt over the knee and drive with a daring amount of leg and thigh showing. At last she was there and as the car drew up before the front door it was necessary to use a tissue to remove some very unladylike sweat from the palms of her hands. She was more nervous than she realized. Knowing that more hesitation would only make it worse she immediately went to the door and rang the bell.

It opened almost immediately and there stood a tall, lithe figure which at first Janet took to be a very beautiful man.

"You must be Janet. I'm very pleased to meet you. I'm Bobbie, now please come in and let me take your cape.”

She realized now that this was Robin's sister and as she turned to the coat closet with the shawl it gave her a chance to examine her. At first appearance, and hightened by the manner in which she dressed, it was easy to make a mistake as to the sex. She gave the appearance of a fem- inine male, tall, about 5′ 9′′ with an urchin hair cut, large brown eyes under a high forehead and a wide generous mouth. Her figure was very

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