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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I used to go out with a guy...He lived over 300 miles away, and when I first travelled down to meet him, one of the first things he confessed was his love of ladies clothing. More presisely his love of wearing ladies clothing.
In the bedroom.
I had to go back home the next day, but it was a rather eventful evening. With his mum and dad in the next room and him wearing a get up that would have made Dame Edna blush.
Split up not long after though, he looked better in most of it than I did.
Couldn't do his make up for shit though. Ha.
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emmalina, Fri 16 Mar 2007, 17:38,
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