Deanna Johns

WINDOW SHOPPING

ARTICLE

Monday morning began as usual. The children came running into the bedroom, leaped upon the bed and woke up both my wife and me. After a little loving from the boys, Johnnie, the eldest, leaned over Marge and gently whispered, "Mommy, I need some pancakes!" So out of bed we got, and down to the kitchen all of us went.

But today was to be a little different. I had dreamnt about this day for years, and we had planned this particular day for a week. For today we were going to spend the afternoon house hunting and window shopping, just Marge and me, but only today Deanna Johns was to make her debut in daylight.

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I have been a transvestite since I could remember. My wife knew of my femme self when we married, and since the children have been speaking and asking questions my dressing has been limited to after their bedtime and days we can leave them at my mother's home.

After breakfast we quickly dressed the boys and drove them to my mom's house. When we returned, there was much to be done in preparation for Deanna's debut.

My wife had said that if I were going to appear with her in public, as Deanna, I was going to have to look like a woman. First there was a matter of tweezing my eyebrows. They had to be tweezed in such a way that they looked feminine, and yet not loose their masculinity, for tomorrow I would be returning to work.

After shaving my beard, I undertook a project that I had never tried before I shaved my legs. I began on my own, but was soon ac-

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