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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Ho hum, no need for *me* to cross-dress...
Went into the Jobcentre when I was fresh out of uni and a scatty man who worked there was running amok looking for someone whose name was on his clipboard.
He looked me square in the eye and asked tentatively, 'Jonathan..?'
Now, being of the female persuasion, if it had been a non-gender-specific name I wouldn't have been quite so offended...then again I might not have been persuaded to pluck my mini-beard and monobrow (I jest...
...it was more of a unibrow definitely).
On a different note, to the man from Glastonbury 2004 who wore a big fat nothing under his kilt and felt the need to hitch it up until someone threatened to have your bollocks for breakfast - skirts are NOT FOR YOU BUDDY.
( , Thu 15 Mar 2007, 21:56, Reply)
Went into the Jobcentre when I was fresh out of uni and a scatty man who worked there was running amok looking for someone whose name was on his clipboard.
He looked me square in the eye and asked tentatively, 'Jonathan..?'
Now, being of the female persuasion, if it had been a non-gender-specific name I wouldn't have been quite so offended...then again I might not have been persuaded to pluck my mini-beard and monobrow (I jest...
...it was more of a unibrow definitely).
On a different note, to the man from Glastonbury 2004 who wore a big fat nothing under his kilt and felt the need to hitch it up until someone threatened to have your bollocks for breakfast - skirts are NOT FOR YOU BUDDY.
( , Thu 15 Mar 2007, 21:56, Reply)
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