RANSVESTIA

"You hold me when we dance," said Angie unsteadily in turn. "And we go to lots of dances. You even kiss me for publicity shots-and you've had me do lots. You always kiss and hold me when we have guests at Whiteside--or even when we go out."

"I kiss you," stated Robert Cort, looking up at 'her,' all his sureness gone. "You never kiss me. And when I bring you home, you always go off to bed with Jean. And you never think of me. Hell!" He stood up and strode back to the bookcase. "How could I have this kind of conversation with a man?" His mouth was twisted in self-contempt.

"You're having it," Sam Aaronson said into the embarrassing silence. "Now I don't want to intervene in your Hollywood affairs, folks, but I'll tell you plain, Angie Saunders, that your best bet in the future is to stay in your dresses. It'll be a lot of pain and hurt for you to try to change back to what you were, right now. Besides," he smiled, "You've been turning on even an old guy like me ever since you got here."

But Angie refused to smile. “I can't do it," she whispered. "I've got to make the break this time." 'She' looked at Jean. "You can under- stand why I can't let you talk me out of it this time. I don't even care if you expose me to the public for what I am." She glanced at Robert's tightly-held back. "You see see what's happening. You've been feminizing me and I must have been feeling it, too. No, Bob," the long, blond hair shook and trembled, "I've only ever loved Jean and I don't want anyone else, male or female. I could accommodate you, let you hug me, return your kisses, or even let you pet me, but I get aroused too-and I don't think either of us could live the with consequences.'

Jean came over and took Angie's long, slender hand. "We'll stop the hormone treatments," she said rapidly. "Just come back with us to Whiteside. Everything will be just as it was."

"No," this time it was Angie and Robert Cort who spoke together.

"Well, it's nice to see you people are agreed," Sam Aaronson grunted as he stood and ambled towards the library door. "You're all welcome to stay the night, and you can sort out who sleeps with whom and where. Angie can show you all where the bedrooms are." And with that, he left them all alone-even though they were together.