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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Wolf whistled6:45am. Yeovil. Wandering back to my hotel from a hotel that I shouldnt have been in, barefoot, wearing a size 8 mini-dress, I got wolf-whistled by the entire crew of a dustbin lorry.
I cheekily asked if they wanted sucking off, at which point they beat a hasty retreat. Which is better than 'beating one off' I guess.
PS I'm no gayer, wearing dresses is a superb bird-puller. Try it.
(, Fri 16 Mar 2007, 13:41, Reply)
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