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Hi.
A halloween party.
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Another Halloween Adventure
by Christina Lynne Melville
I had been looking forward to the weekend for a month now. It is not
unusual for me to go out in all my feminine glory but this year was special
because I was going to do it with a transvestite I had meet through HSX and
the CB Simulator. Her name is Jennifer Wells and the weekend turned out to
be everything I had imagined it would be. I have been wrestling with inner
questions about myself and my gender Identity for years but this was my
first chance to talk it over and see the actions of another in the gender
community in person. When the weekend was over there had been many tears
and much laughter. I had learned a lot about myself and had made a dear new
friend. I hope you enjoy the tale.
It started on Friday night, about 10pm, I think. The phone rings and
Jennifer is in town at the hotel. I think she must be looking forward to
this as much as I am because almost immediately she invites me over to see
her photo album (which is nothing sort of spectacular) and then go out for a
drink. I go over there and knock on the door. (I was to realize latter
that this in itself was a first, here I was going to meet someone that knew
all about me, the real me, and I wasn't wearing heels!...amazing!) When she
opened the door, one look was it all it took for me to know this was going
to be a Halloween to remember. The smile on her face matched the Jennifer I
had come to know through phone and computer perfectly. Plus the fact that
behind her I could see a table stacked with wigs and jewelry galore as well
as a bed strewn with clothes. Within minutes we were chattering like old
friends. We went down to a local bar to have that drink. The bar was one
that I go to a lot in either of my personas. When we went in and get our
drinks, we noticed a tv in the corner of the dance floor in a rather nice
white lacy dress. Then we noticed a couple other tv's in the place.
Jennifer's thought for the evening?... why hadn't we come to the place en
femme?!?! She was so impatient!!(grin) We had a couple of drinks, talked
about outfits and stuff for the big day and called it quits about 3am.
The next morning we went shopping. The main quest was for a coat for
Jennifer. We went to several stores and strangely enough did not seem to
raise any eyebrows or draw stares when we asked about what was there in a
slightly larger size. Maybe we just felt so natural that we never got
paranoid. I did get a few glances because I had recently had my other ear
pierced and this was the first time I had gone out with both earrings in.
But it didn't bother me. I felt comfortable with myself. Of course, being
with Jennifer, who exudes energy anyway, she helped. We escaped the mall
after she had bought her coat, a cute gold top, a pair of black evening
pumps with a silver rose design on the toe, a scarf I think, some hose, some
jewelry...well, you get the idea, she had a good shopping spree. I picked
up a really nice rose and lace side tie Baby-doll on sale but nothing else.
Terribly cheap of me, huh?? (giggle)
We had a quiet drive up there and got to the hotel we were to stay at a
little late. We knew we would want to allow plenty of preparation time as
we wanted to look extra-nice. After all, in some ways this was Jennifers
debut in a really public place. Jennifer had been telling me that she had
arranged for us to have a suite. This was to allow for her wardrobe no
doubt, although I had dragged a fair portion of mine with me when I left
cause I couldn't figure out what I wanted to wear. When we check in, we
find out the only way to get to our suite as by going right past the main
desk!! Ok for now, but when we came back latter in our party clothes?? I
was fighting not to laugh, the situation was just precious. Jennifer just
glanced at me, and I knew her thoughts were paralleling mine... some night
clerk was in for a surprise later!! We unloaded, Jennifer called the people
there we were going to meet and then the preparations began. Two girls and
one bathroom do not equal a fun time!! I watched in amazement as Jennifer
went through the steps in her transformation. For me it's shower, shave,
put on some make up, get dressed and go (although I did cheat that night and
had Jenn tape my belly to give me a little more hip) But for her, its a
process that defies description, thank god I won't have to go through
anything like it on a day to day basis! But the end result was worth it,
she emerged several hours later looking great in a black slinky cocktail
sheath with a silver lame jacket and those new black heels. She looked
quite elegant. Me, I was in a slightly wild mood. I was in a black and
gold lycra leotard and a black leather miniskirt with black hose and black
patent heels. We were ready to party!!
Our host(ess) arrived acting very cool, mellow and laid back, which was
rather remarkable as she was wearing a fluffy pink dress with ankle socks
and mary-janes. It was Halloween all right!! We made our way towards our
first stop. I did note a difference between Jennifer and I at this point,
she seemed a little upset that no one was checking us out while I was quite
pleased at the fact we seemed to blend in so well. The first place we
stopped at was very cozy, you could tell that most of the people there knew
each other. Despite that, we felt real welcome, especially when the door
attendant insisted that we sign up for the costume contest. We then got to
meet the local people that had so graciously invited us to join their party
that evening. Karen, our mellowed-out little girl, Racheal, dressed in
leather and a lace top with collar and wrist restraints, terri, dressed
fairly normally and a lady, I understood was her wife, dressed in
formfitting yellow mini-minidress. We did make quite a group! We had a
couple of drinks and got to know each other a little before the contest
began. There were some nice cross-dressed people there, but I felt a had an
advantage, or maybe I am just plain conceited. Anyway when it came my turn
to get on stage and be judged, the little pixie in me took over. I swayed
up the steps (and almost ruined the effect by slipping in the heels on a wet
spot on the floor) as I turned to the crowd, I did a little act Marilyn
Monroe on a USO tour....the crowd loved it. When the master of ceremonies
asked me for a rear view a turned my back to the crowd, bent at the waist
and straightened my stockings....the crowd loved it! I passed Jennifer as I
left, she was next to "perform". The look she gave me was strange, I
couldn't tell if she thought I was too much or if she was wondering how it
follow that act. She ended up countering my vamp act by acting coy and
demure, she carries it off rather well. We watched the other contestants
and danced a little while we waited for the judges to decide. I was
starting to really loosen up. dancing in a leather mini and pumps can be
rather sensuous if you let it be. When the judges announced the decision, a
local girl had won, the group we were with grumbled about favoritism and I
will always wonder if I was the second choice. But the place was really too
quiet for the mood we were in so we set off for the second stop of the
evening.
This place was packed, and had so many cross-dressed men, crossed-dressed
women and all shades in-between that our group fit in perfectly. With the
gender confusion in the air, I was mistaken on several instances for the
lady I am. As crowded as it was, when I walked through the place the men
made room for me to pass, and I caught so many guys checking out my legs I
stopped paying attention to them. I was even groped by one letch that still
asked me directly if I was "genuine" or not. I told him quite honestly that
whatever it was he was drinking was to strong, smiled sweetly, and went on
my way. We danced till they shut the bar down. I broke a heel on the dance
floor but that didn't even slow me down. I felt so comfortable and so
alive. We went back to the hotel after thank the wonderful people we had
meet. That night clerk looked at us, checked these gams and smiled, nothing
more. We were so high on ourselves (and a fair bit of booze, I guess) that
we didn't even think twice about giggling and smiling at him as we went to
our rooms. It did take Jenn longer to clean up then it did me. I was in my
new baby-doll and half asleep by the time jenn crashed.
That Sunday as we drove back, we shared a lot of our feelings, her ideas
about Transvestism and my feelings as a Transsexual. We both had learned
that we shared a lot in common and that despite the differences between TV
and TS when it was all said and done, we are sisters, in any sense of the
word.
Fin
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