Cross Dressing
The 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.
( , Thu 15 Mar 2007, 15:05)
The 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.
( , Thu 15 Mar 2007, 15:05)
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I don't tell that many people that I am actually a transvestite
Although most of my mates know now.
But if I get a legitimate excuse, try stopping me. Went to a fancy dress dressed as Agent Scully, and got amazingly drunk. On the way back to pick up some stuff from my car before jumping in a taxi, two guys were walking towards me. One of them wolf-whistled. I think they're taking the piss, and say "thanks guys" in my normal blokish voice, to which he replies, shocked "is that a bloke?!" I laughed and laughed.
And to Fothermocker and any other doubters, I've been told by many many people (of both sexes) that I look great. The only reason I don't do it more often is that I'm scared of being killed with sticks.
( , Thu 15 Mar 2007, 17:29, Reply)
Although most of my mates know now.
But if I get a legitimate excuse, try stopping me. Went to a fancy dress dressed as Agent Scully, and got amazingly drunk. On the way back to pick up some stuff from my car before jumping in a taxi, two guys were walking towards me. One of them wolf-whistled. I think they're taking the piss, and say "thanks guys" in my normal blokish voice, to which he replies, shocked "is that a bloke?!" I laughed and laughed.
And to Fothermocker and any other doubters, I've been told by many many people (of both sexes) that I look great. The only reason I don't do it more often is that I'm scared of being killed with sticks.
( , Thu 15 Mar 2007, 17:29, Reply)
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