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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Eat Your Heart Out Oedipus
Turns out that dressed as a woman I look exactly like my mother (discovered at an ad agency party dressed in black fishnets, short black skirt, red blouse and black lipstick). Not that my mother tends towards goth, but dressed like that she'll be one fine looking woman. *I* was.
( , Fri 16 Mar 2007, 13:46, Reply)
Turns out that dressed as a woman I look exactly like my mother (discovered at an ad agency party dressed in black fishnets, short black skirt, red blouse and black lipstick). Not that my mother tends towards goth, but dressed like that she'll be one fine looking woman. *I* was.
( , Fri 16 Mar 2007, 13:46, Reply)
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