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My Halloween posts this month will not be in chronological order. This evening happened while I was living with my wife in an apartment in the NYC metro area. In the early to mid 1980's.
At the time I was managing a Wendy’s near the Bronx and knew few people outside of my fellow managers and workers. So when Halloween rolled around I thought I would be left out of a party again that year. I was disappointed since in those days, Halloween was basically the only day of the year I could break out of my gender closet and explore the feminine world. As it turned out that year I was “rescued” by a fellow cis woman manager who took pity on me and invited me to a party she and her friends were going to at a nearby venue to her.
Needless to say I was excited and found out where I had to go to meet up with her and her friends. Then I had to stress out on what I would wear and what would my wife say. I knew for certain she would not approve of what I was planning to wear. In fact, she was so against my outfit she refused to even tag along. Leaving me on my own, which is normally not a good idea.
First of all I chose my outfit which attempted to be sexy as well as realistic. In other words, the same way many other cis women try to dress for Halloween. I chose a short mini dress, hose and heels along with my favorite wig for the evening. Since I couldn’t sneak out without my…
