RANSVESTIA

Since there was no one there except us I kept the long dress on until supper time. Mother was afraid I would get something on it, so she brought out another dress she had made. I put it on and wore it until we went to bed. She even had made me a beautiful long nightgown for me to wear. After I had it on she called me into her bedroom and asked me if I would like to take down her hair, comb and braid it for the night, which I did. Every time my stepfather was out of town, if I was home from school, I would fool with her hair. I got so good at doing up her hair that she would have me fix it up for her for a social event if I was home.

I received a scholarship from a large southern university to play foot- ball. As a matter of fact I played in the Rose Bowl. We won 8 to 6. I still have the watch that was given each player. So you see I wasn't a sissy after I got away from home. I took a real man's course, Electrical Engin- eering. It was a lulu.

After graduating from college I accepted a job with a large electrical manufacturing firm in their testing laboratory as a trainee for future work with the company. While at work in the laboratory I accidentally received a jolt of 13,200 volts of electricity. It burnt me pretty badly and I lay unconscious for three weeks. When I came to a little, and was semiconscious, I lived in a world of women and beautiful clothes. I was a girl again. When I really came to - what a let down it was. I have been fighting the desire to dress ever since.

After I completed my course in the laboratory I was given a job in the generator department as a construction engineer. While there one of my employees was struck in the side with a piece of flying steel. While I was trying to stop the bleeding I found he was wearing a pair of lace panties. He begged me to take them off and I did, stuffing them in my pocket before the ambulance crew could see them. After I got home I washed and dried them and later tried them on. Gosh, they felt good.

A few days later, after he got out of the hospital, I carried them back to him at his home. He had a beautiful wife and a beautiful home on the creek. She came to the door when I rang, blushed, but took me to see him on the screened porch. He began to beg my forgiveness for wearing the panties. I told him to forget it and then told him about myself. I have never seen two people more relieved. We instantly became close friends. They insisted that I spend the next weekend with them, which 1 did. His femme-name was Denise and his wife's name was Helen.

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