It Was The Best Of Times And The Worst Of Times.

In the navy I was a corpsman assigned to the naval hospital in Portsmouth VA. Dressing opportunities were few so I simply tried to fight the urge. One night I was working in the admit office and I needed a signature for something that happened earlier in the day. It was about 2am and I decided to hoof it across the base to the remote ward where I figured a nurse might be on duty. I walked in a side door to an empty part of the ward and lo and behold I saw the nurse I was looking for with her head between the legs of another nurse. Both absolutely oblivious to me. It was a matter of seconds before they did realize they had a audience and then the flurry of activity began. While straightening their uniforms and babbling about all the wrong things I had done I was able to squeeze in something about my not seeing a thing and then saying "We all have secrets". I got the signature and back I went to the office.
Next afternoon in  a coffee shop just outside the main gate, in walks the object of my nighttime walk and she says the classic "we ned to talk". And so we talked, and quickly I assured her my lips were sealed and she had nothing to worry about. She left a relieved lady.
A few days later I get a message to meet her at the coffee shop. This time she asked me what I meant by "We all have secrets". I came right out with it and said I was a transvestite. I showed her some pictures I carried of myself and I must say they were quite good and she was duly impressed. I aked her if that was sufficient  to allay her fears of being "outed" and she said it was. 
Soon we were the best of friends in spite of the officer / enlisted taboo and the age difference: She was 31 and I was 19. She lived in a rented house nearby and I asked her if I could leave some of my things there to which she readily agreed. And the best of times suddenly got better. Soon I had pretty nice wardrobe thanks to her and it wasn't long before I was able to come and go as I pleased. I had my own key.
Many of the area's gay community was far underground a tthat time but with her recommendation I was soon taken to their bosom.  
There's a lot more to this story but I must cut it off for now.