RANSVESTIA

Afterwards we had lunch with Daddy and then mother and I went shopping.

Mother helped me pick out a white chiffon dress for that evening. It was light and filmy with tiny straps. The dress floated as I swirled and displayed my legs. White silk pumps and a matching evening bag completed our purchases.

That evening was a repeat of the previous week and assured us of a featured spot for the following year. Marty handled the negotiations and Daddy said afterwards that my man was a hard apple to deal with.

Our life was a happy one for the next few months. Marty and I both went back to school. However, it was decided that we should attend another school so there would be no wonder at our change.

One night at my house, I snuggled in Marty's arms and tried to get his attention which had been wandering all evening. I sat up and looked at him, realizing that there was something on his mind that was important. "Marty, please tell me what's troubling you. You must share it with me."

"Honey, he replied very seriously, "I'm going to ask you to do some- thing that you won't like. I want you to know that this is the next step in my plan. It is essential to our happiness and our future. Barb, will you do it without a lot of questions?"

With a cold feeling of apprehension, I looked at Marty and wondered what it could be. In a low voice I said: "Of course, darling, whatever it is, I'll do it.'

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My new happy world collapsed around me as I heard Marty ask me to go to a Doctor that he had selected. There I was to tell the doctor a story and ask for the male hormone called testosterone. I was to dress in some of my old boy clothes and wear a cap to hide my hair. As Marty saw the panic in my eyes, he hugged me tight: "Baby, baby, I'm not asking you to change. I need you and I want you just as you are. Just trust me and do as I say."

I felt better then and agreed.

I would like to forget the next day. I looked terrible in boys clothes again and felt like a fraud. The Doctor was very sympathetic and after

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