[randolph]

From Vicki's Vault

"Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house

I was making my plans to look more like my spouse

I carefully laid out my very best clothes

My bra and my panties, my skirt and my hose


My stockings weren't hung by the chimney that night

They were on me instead, feeling sensually tight

My dress was of velvet, a burgundy red

And on my long nails a new polish was spread


With make-up and jewellery, high heels on my feet

I was looking so sexy and feeling so sweet

When out in the yard there arose such a noise

That I sprang from my bedroom, forgetting my poise


The moon on the snow with its brilliant white glitter

Reminiscent of lace set my heart all a-twitter

When what to my long-lashed eyes should appear

But a person in red with a sleigh and reindeer


But I could not tell if a 'he' or a 'she'

The one on the sled was dressed somewhat like me

There in the sleigh was this gentle old flirt

With a white wig and make-up, a red blouse and skirt


The reindeer were sparkling, with rhinestones and pearls

With their antlers in ribbons, they all looked like girls

When (s)he stepped from the sleigh, to my eyes were revealed

Some knee-high black boots with their seven-inch heels


Santa just blushed, but I stood there and smiled

And said, "Hello, my dear, can you stay for a while?"

"Well you finally caught me", (s)he said with a pout

"At this time on Christmas, folks are seldom about."


"I don't go en femme very often at home,

"Mrs Claus doesn't like it, so I do it alone.

"And when I give goodies to make others smile

"I like to feel pretty and femme for a while."


"So I ride off dressed up, from my high heels to wig,

"On Christmas Eve night while I'm doing my gig."

I said, "Don't worry Santa, your secret is safe

"Why don't you come in and just freshen your face?"


We sat and we talked and we vented our passion

For feminine frills and the latest new fashions

We finally parted with a hug and a kiss

(S)he said, "I must go now, or some children I'll miss"


I went to my party and had a great time

With music and laughter and good food and wine

But when I returned and looked under my tree

I found some new pretties from sweet Santa to me


Lacy panties, a bra and a soft satin blouse

Perfume and candles to light up my house

But it wasn't the goodies that lifted my blues

It was knowing that Santa was a cross-dresser too


So next time don't judge all the people you meet

By what they are wearing when out on the street

For in being oneself, there is no 'wrong or right'

Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night"