TRANSVESTIA

main the other impersonators were too busy getting rid of the girls' clothes they wore everyday on the street and putting on the girls' clothes they wore everynight on the stage. Some impersonation, thought Eddie.

Ta-ra!" A cute singing voice burst forth from the door. Standing there in the briefest mini Eddie had ever seen was a stunning honey- blonde girl, her hair straight and down her back to her waist. Her tiny midriff was bare, save for two tiny links of the brief top to the bottom of the dress. She was highly developed and expertly made-up. She wiggl- ed across the floor to Eddie in her high-heeled calf-length white boots. "Hi, everybody, Karen's here. Let the show commence!" She laughed, high-pitched, a caricature of a woman's laugh.

"And who are you, darling?" she vamped at Eddie. "What a stun- ning outfit, my dear! If you've more like it, maybe we can share. We're about the same size."

"Watch it, Karen," said Kiki. "Roxanne's a stripper, too. She'll soon be on top of the bill if you help her out."

Karen's brown eyes flashed at Roxanne, the enmity quickly being erased by a cunning smile. "Why, darling Kiki," she said, mincing up to the tall singer, "what an unkind thing to say.'

After the perusal of the others, the strip that Eddie gave was almost an anti-climax. Unable to see the audience because of the lights, only when a burst of applause broke out as he seductively held his bra at arm's length and dropped it, his other arm across his narrow chest, did nerves catch up with him, but his momentary panic, holding him stationary in full glare of the audience, only g-string, backcombed hair and false eyelashes between him and total nudity. The flash-out at the end of his act galvanized him into action and he fled from the stage. With enormous gratitude, he recovered his bra and panties from An- nie, white-haired old man who attended as a general factotum to the performers. Quickly, Eddie pulled on the bra and panties and felt dressed again. In the background, he could hear the applause con- tinuing for the routine Frankie had taught him. "Well, you're a hit, girl," he thought, and began to re-dress in his brocade gown to return to the dressing room.

"Hey, you were great!" Kiki was enthusiastic as Eddie entered the dressing room. "What a fantastic strip!" Eddie saw Karen's head swivel