RANSVESTIA

glossy satin and tiny ruffles along the edges. And a pile of slips, four slips and two petticoats, beige, pink, blue, white, and a black one with ribbons, that matched the panties. Three pairs of panty hose and three pairs of stockings. Two pairs of shoes, beige flats and black patent pumps with incredibly high heels. I put the shoes in a line on the closet floor. I arranged the makeup neatly on the dressing table.

It took me a while to decide which outfit to wear first. I'd have worn them all at once if I could. Finally I decided on the sheer dress with the embroidered flowers. Under it I wore the blue slip, and of course, the blue bra and panties. I toyed, too, with wearing panty hose and lipstick, but I didn't have the courage.

Excited, I went to let her see and to thank her for it all. She had gone. I found a note on the table:

Larry,

I'm going to dinner and a movie with George and the Williamsons. We may come back here afterwards. I'll buzz.

Enjoy yourself.

You might think that her stepping out on me wouldn't matter. In fact, it made me furious. If I had had anything to change in to, I'd have gone after her and done I don't know what. As it was, I was trapped, and it added to my anger. Impulsively, I decided to give her a little of her own medicine. I changed into the black chiffon, including stockings, heels, and makeup. I did everything I could to make myself sexy and feminine. Recklessly I plucked my eyebrows and lacquered my nails. You may think I am boasting, but if you hadn't seen me before, you'd think I was an attractive young woman dressed for a par- ty.

At about eleven, she buzzed from downstairs. I moved to the sofa and sat down in the most feminine pose I could. With my heart poun- ding, I awaited their arrival. I heard the key in the lock. My heart was pounding furiously. The door opened, and in stepped Sally, alone.

She was aghast.

"Are you out of your mind? What if they had come back with me?"

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