RANSVESTIA

still asleep, I had put on my mother's half season coat. It was a very attractive garment to me. It's color was beige and was made of soft woolen frabric. I had it on and was parading around the room when my mother awoke. She discovered me and was quite angry because the bottom of the coat was 'sweeping" the floor. She took it off me, slapped my bottom and sent me back to my room. I also remember that a few years later I became involved with my sisters in putting on some kind of shows to entertain our playmates and I loved to put on dresses, drapes or anything else that Icould wrap around myself.

When I started school I played pretty much with the boys and had forgotten, I thought, of my interest in dresses. It was not until I entered college that my desire to wear girl's clothing returned. The college had an amature theater and I observed that many of the fellows played girl's parts. I thought that they were lucky to wear such beautiful clothes. I became involved with the activities of the theater and finally was asked to play the part of a girl and thus wear the beautiful costumes, makeup and wigs. But it lasted only a year during which I played in half a dozen plays as a girl. But then I had lost my high voice and my nice complexion and was not asked again to play those mar- velous parts.

Sometime after I graduated from college I met a nice girl and married her. The urge to wear feminine garments then became more stronger since I was exposed to all my wife's lovely clothes. Fortunately we were about the same size and I thought that I looked quite pretty in her clothes. In the beginning my wife allowed me to wear her clothes since she thought it was cute. She even used me as a model to make her dresses. With adequate padding I could have about the same shape as my wife. But, like all good things, the end came when my wife noticed how much I liked to wear her clothes and became rather unhappy with my crossdressing in general. I could not stop, however and continued to wear her clothes wherever the opportunity arose. But my wife became so unsettled and her moods were so un- happy that I felt it best to stop. And this I did for awhile. I really loved her and didn't want to see her so unhappy. I was feeling very guilt by then and I thought that I did not have the right to displease her.

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