Another  Halloween  Adventure
by  Anonymous


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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