RANSVESTIA

"How did you know about my dress?" Jim asked her.

"I was worried about you and followed you. I thought you might be running away."

"I almost did," Jim said. "You saw me buy these things?"

"Yes, Julia," she said. "It was such a relief to me, my darling, for I could not bear to have you leave me,” she told him. “Come on, Jim, let me turn you back into Julia. I think I'll like you better that way."

"When did you think of me as Julia?" Jim Eaton asked her.

"You are a perfect Julia," she told him. "Come on honey, do I have to undress you as well?”

The two girls, now that Jim had become Julia, helped each other cook the steaks and the special potatoes and the raw vegetables for a salad and Kathy Miller teased her new girlfriend Julia Eaton about being such a sissy and kissed Julia each time she called her a sissy. They talked about girl things, about themselves, and about the new Julia. Suddenly Julia opened the door to her apartment and led Kathy Miller out to the upstairs landing. It was dark now and the smell of burning leaves was in the night air and fresh smell of a chilled evening brought latent perfumes of dying summer to flow up and a few blocks away a band was playing in the park. Fall was now so wonderful, Julia thought as Kathy led her back inside for a kissing session.

To the invisible viewer, the two girls on the couch were totally meshed as their skirts fell on each other's legs and their hair entwined as they found kissing and being close so delightful. Slowly they separated and Kathy Miller sat back and looked at Julia Eaton with tender approval.

"Julia," she asked, "how long have you been wearing skirts?"

"Today was the first time, honest, Kathy," Julia replied.

"Come on now, my sweet, you mean you never put on a dress until today?"

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