"Yes."
RANSVESTIA
"I "I believe you, darling Julia," Kathy Miller assured the girl-boy.
"So," she continued, "you will have to stay as a girl for a week to celebrate."
"A week?" Julia exclaimed. "I only have one dress, one slip..."
"My dear," Kathy Miller reminded Julia, "we are going to have some fun. First, we go shopping, then we get our hair done at a beauty parlor, and then we come back here and have a fashion show with you as the star. Sunday we loaf around in nightgowns and robes reading the papers until it is time to put on long dresses for our candlelight dinner. Monday we dress up in pretty dresses to shop, to get ready for school and to register for the fall semester. All week we have a special thing for each day, and each day you will enjoy being a girl with me to help you."
"Kathy," Julia replied as tears of joy ran down her face and her moist eyes were soft and pretty, "I never thought you would under- stand me. I love you so much for your help."
"Julia," Kathy explained, "it was just three years ago tonight we had our first date and I realized you were feminine then and yet it did not bother me as you were so kind, gentle, and sweet. I never felt the masculine threat from you. I love your true self, which is unique among the male sex. I prefer you as Julia. Now about the week I promised you? Are you game?"
"Yes, Kathy," Julia replied. "A week as a girl. What more could I dream of?"
"Perhaps a year, a lifetime," Kathy replied with a twinkle in her eye and a smile on her lips.
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