Cross DressingThe last time I wore a skirt was not as liberating or exciting as it could have been. I'd lost a drinking game and had been given the task of running from the bar, across the road and back again whilst wearing a friends clothes as a forfeit.
Easy, I thought. I hadn't reckoned on them getting every person in the pub to block my way back to the bar whilst I was outside. I had to FIGHT my way through. And I'm not much of a fighter.
Your own thoughts on cross dressing for fun, pleasure or profit are most welcome.
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chthonic, Thu 15 Mar 2007, 15:05)
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Quite a lot actually.....I think probably due to my cousin using me as her very own doll. Her and her friend would dress me in whatever cast offs they had about and do my nails and crimp my hair (it was the 80s) then send me out to parade in front of the adults singing "he's got to be big and strong".
This probably had something to do with me dressing as posh spice for a charity thing in my last year at school, and performing a choreographed dance to Spice Up Your Life. We won too, the teacher awarding the prize looked at me a litlte too much.
Then there was the drunken decision by my friend and I to get dressed in drag while in Ibiza and go to Manusmission...which has the club Trade in the back, so to speak. Quite possibly the gayest club night anywhere. As I walked by a rather butch guy wearing a sailors outfit I said "heelloooo saiilllooorrr" in my campest voice, which I found quite funny. He then proceeded to follow me around most of the night and trying to dance with me...which I didn't find so funny.
(, Sat 17 Mar 2007, 20:39, Reply)
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