I was a closet queen who never ventured out into public. Last weekend, summoning up all my courage, I decided to go for a drive dressed to the nines.

I spent all day Saturday deciding what to wear. I took a hot bath and shaved real close. I put on a red garter belt, hose, red panties with matching bra and a red silk slip. Sitting at my wife’s dressing table, I carefully made up my face: eye shadow, blush and a very smooth red lipstick.

I went over to the bed and picked up the dress with the red sequined top and silk skirt and stepped into it. I slid it up over my slip and zipped it up. Stepping into my red five-inch pumps, I felt great. After two coats of red nail polish, I was ready to venture out. I was still six feet tall and 220 pounds with very broad shoulders, but I felt like Vanna White!

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