“Hey there, hard-on,” a melodious contralto voice asked, “you got a light?” I looked over at the tall black girl next to me and saw she held a cigarette between two long-nailed fingers, angling it in my direction. As I fished the lighter out of my shirt pocket, she stepped closer. I flicked the Zippo's friction wheel and she moved even closer as she bent over to touch the cigarette tip to the flame and suck it alight. She...

San Diego, May 1971 I was nervous as hell and hoped I looked alright. The long blonde wig I wore made my head sweat and itch like hell. And though the bra and the breast forms underneath the fuzzy sweater made me look passable when I looked at myself in the mirror earlier--and the makeup Crystal, Brenda and Chiffon had expertly applied helped a great deal in that respect--deep down inside I knew that I didn't feel very fe...

San Diego, May 1971 The story so far: Roger (aka “Sugar”), who is relatively new to gay life, went out on the town in drag for the first time with other cross-dressers (or “He-Shes” as they were known locally) and met a man named “Kevin” in a local gay bar/club. Sugar and Kevin find out they have much in common (both are from Kansas, for instance) and are drawn to each other. They go to Kevin's apartment and have oral sex...