It's that time of year again. The spooky and hallowed eve when women shed their layers for something with "sexy" in the title and when crossdressers  used the cover of darkness--and the throngs of costumes neighbors, families, friends, and co-workers--to secretly express their need to publicly dress enfemme. But, it is both the season of the witch and the season of the pandemic. What does one do when this most sacred of crossdressing holidays becomes something altogether different this October 31st? Will it be a scary time? Or, will it still be filled with tricks-and-treats?