RANSVESTIA

of my life!! Denise was in the bathroom bathing when the doorbell rang. I had no intentions of answering it as Denise had always done so the past two weeks. To my chagrin I heard her call from the bathroom, "Answer the door Rita. Don't just stand there, see who it is!" I gulped twice and then started for the door.

As I grasped the handle to the door I tried to remember every little thing that I had been taught the past two weeks. My high heels felt so tight and my wig felt like it was about to fall off but I opened the door. I almost fainted there in front of me stood Jeff, one of my co-workers from the office!!!! "Hi, is Paul around? We were paid today and I thought I would stop by and drop off his check for him."

"N-N-N-No! He's not here right now and won't be back until late this evening." I gasped.

"Well OK, but who are you so I can say who I left his check with? I mean like I can't just go back and say I left his check with just anybody you know!

"M-M-My name is Rita and I am Pauls' sister-in-law. I came in to help out while Denise recovers." It began to occur to me that Jeff did not even begin to recognize me and I started to settle down somewhat. Jeff handed me the check and then he left but not before I saw him trying to sneak a quick look at my legs. With a mixed feeling of relief and ela- tion because Jeff had not even shown the slightest suspicion of my identity.

Denise was waiting for me when I walked into the bedroom. She had a triumphant look on her face and she just had to say, "See I told you that you could do it! Jeff had no idea that you are Paul, and no one else will either as you will see." It took her about fifteen minutes to finish dressing and then we started on my first trip in public as a woman.

Before we left the apartment Denise handed me a handbag with some various feminine articles in it. An inspection revealed my drivers license and the rest of the contents to be makeup and tissues. I learned the drivers license was present just in case something should go wrong and my true self be discovered. After that brief explanation Denise and I headed toward the door. May I point out at this time that Denise had made such good recovery the past two weeks now that she did not have to worry about the shop, the Doctor had taken her off of her crutches.

To make a long story short our outing was an outstanding success in all ways. We went not only shopping but also stopped for lunch and to the best of our knowledge nobody suspected that I wasn't what I ap-