TRANSVESTIA

Later, as I grew older, (and required my larger garments), I took it upon myself to going to department stores and purchase my own pretty things. What fun! When I went off to college I took all my feminine finery with me and dressed up on week- ends when I was alone in my dormitory room. However, I con- tinued to date local girls in college.

I have now been married for fifteen years and my desire to be like a girl is as strong as it has ever been. Istill have a nice col- lection of dresses, shoes, wigs, lingerie and dress as a woman when I am alone at home. My wife and children do NOT know that I am a transvestite. I have kept it a secret all these years. I still believe that this is a world of women, by women, and for women. No matter where one looks, everything is slanted towards the feminine and the world of womanhood.

It is a wonderful feeling to walk down the street as a girl, dressed as one, and thinking as one with my 3 "high heels arching my legs into a beautiful shape; my nylons clinging tightly and smoothly to my shaven legs; my garters stretched tightly from my girdle; my bra fastened snugly around my chest; my nylon satin slip swishing softly against my thighs and knees, my pretty red dress pulled in tightly by its belt at my waist, it's full skirt rust- ling softly in tune with my satin slip, my prettily brushed wig fitted smartly in place; my face made up for perfection with all the wonderful cosmetics that I have; my body smelling heavenily with expensive perfume - all this makes me feel so wonderful being like a girl! What a glorious and heavenly feeling it is! I am in heaven cloud number nine!

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"I told him that dogs can't join Tri-Sigma but he's calling Carol anyway!"

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