The New Member          by: Janet L. Stickney             JanetLynn17@Hotmail.com

 

Hi there. Is this the meeting?

Why yes! Welcome to our meeting!

What kind of club is this?

You mean you don’t know?!

No, I was told it was for me though.

This is a club for crossdressers

Oh, great! I’ll be right back. (puts an X on her chest)

Like this?

That’s very ornate, but No! Not like that! You know, TV’s

Wait! (sinks out of sight and puts a picture of a television on her chest) Like this then?!

(sigh)

No, not a television set! A… a.. CD!

I’ve got it now! (sinks again. Returns with a music CD in mouth) I think I have it now!

I’m beginning to think you’re hopeless

Tell me exactly then!

We are a group that supports people that dress in the clothing of the opposite sex. Understand now?

Okay! I’ll be right back. (sinks out of sight while I wait impatiently)

She returns dressed

You look much better now. You’ll fit right in now, but maybe you will let me help you with some techniques to improve your expression some time.

I need all of the help I can get.

Come with me. (They both move out of sight, and help her add the jewelry)

Both return

Girl, your hot!

My friend Janet told me I was just like her friend Carla. Do you know Carla?

Yes, I do! I’m Carla.

Great. Janet told me you were a wild and crazy kind of girl.

I can be.

Then be wild and crazy with me! Let’s find some guys! They can take me to dinner and a show. Kiss me all over. Make me swoon with delight as they carry me away on a …….OH, sorry. I got carried away. I never felt this way before.

Your feminine side seems to have left its shell rather quickly. By the way what do we call you?

I don’t know. How about Hillary?

That’s a nice name. Did you pick it because of the First Lady?

No! Not Eve! I picked it because I have so much in common with that other First Lady.

What would you have in common with her?

Well, we both can be blondes, we change hair styles often, (Aside) (She has a lot of wigs you know) we both like classic styles, and we both like socks! (snicker)

I see. What I want to know is, have you figured out the terms we use here at our meeting?

I haven’t heard all of them yet. TV, CD, Crossdresser, Transgender, I’m confused.

Never mind. You’ll certainly fit right in. By the way, we’re going out later, maybe you’ll want to come along.

Why? What’s are you going to do?

Go to the drag races of course!

What’s a drag race?

You really are stupid aren’t you? Six of our members run in high heels and a tight skirts.

You can’t fool me! You can’t run in a tight skirt! They probably wear pleated skirts!

Ya, you’re right. I can’t fool you! But the Easter Bunny will be there with Santa Claus, and I just thought you might be interested in coming along.

You’re kidding right? Everybody knows Santa can’t be there!

Why is that?

No snow dummy. He travels by sled and needs the snow. Besides, he hates the Easter Bunny.

Now why would he hate the Easter Bunny?

The Easter Bunny can dress up like a girl Bunny that’s why!

WHAT!

It’s true! Did you ever see the Easter Bunny and his girlfriend together? No…! It’s just the one Bunny! Santa is sometimes seen with Mrs. Claus, but he's usually with a bunch of little boys, which is strange enough, but not the Easter Bunny, he’s always alone!

Where did you say you were from?

Saturn.

Saturn! Haven’t you heard that women are from Venus and men are from Mars? It wouldn’t surprise me, but how can you be from Saturn?

Simple. I work there! We sell pretty good cars too.

Listen, we’ll meet you at the drag races later. (aside, I’ll bet she is more than even Janet can handle!)

Do I have to race?

No, but you go on ahead and wait for us.

She leaves

I'm back! Girl that was the most fun I ever had!

What do you mean?

I raced, just like you said, then won the title! They named me the "Queen"! I guess you were right.

How's that?

That trophy makes me a drag queen, and that wasn't on your list of terms! I'm the only one in the whole wide world!

Right, of course you are.

 

 

 

 

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