ransvestia

without stockings attached. I love the cozy and nicely held-in sen- sation it gives me as well as the warmth, even though this causes me to lose some of the bounce from the jelly-filled bra. Next, a dainty pair of blue nylon panties with a floral motif sewn on one side, then another pair, inside which I have sewn foam padding for hips and bones, then a pantie girdle over the lot to round off any edges, and keep the lot secure.

Next I put on a royal blue satin slip with white lace trimming, a short pale blue skirt with one large box pleat in front, and tucked into it a black satin body shirt; over all an orangey crocheted vest. On my feet I put my latest acquisition, a pair of plum-colored suede shoes with cross bar straps and two and a half inch heels. Make- up and perfume followed, a little jewelry, and my favourite wig, curly, blonde and medium long.

All this was done under the eye of my friend, who would make oc- casional comment, or help at some point and suddenly it was time for our evening meal, to which I sat down feeling marvellously femi- nine, and spoiled. M insisted I was her lady guest, and would not allow me to help with the washing up, but sat me down by the fire with some women's magazines and the television set.

M already had an engagement for that evening which I would not permit her to break on my account, so reluctantly she agreed, and having no car, consented to let me drive her to the venue, especially as the evening had turned very wet and cold. She gave me her doorkey to let myself back in the house. I played a little while with her two poodles, read a little, turned on the television set, then turned it off as being uninteresting. Then there came to the surface of my mind a notion that had been lurking there.

The focal point of the city is an area known as The Square, sur- rounded by large shops, banks and business houses; several streets meet there, but inviolate within is a park-like area of trees, flower- beds, shrubs, statues and fountains, a pleasant place, day or night, and I had a yen to walk around The Square. I felt that familiar sen- sation that always accompanies a new situation. It is partly fear (of what?), partly thrill at the challenge, and anticipation of another victory for Christine.