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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Just thought of a good one:
I used to work at an electronics retail chain. There was a blindingly obvious full-time transvestite who used to come in every so often and buy stuff. I helped him find what he was looking for a few times.
I swear to God, all he ever bought was stuff for his TV. His TV. Including several MALE TO FEMALE CONVERTERS.
I had to go into the back room for ten minutes to stop laughing.
( , Sat 17 Mar 2007, 3:09, Reply)
I used to work at an electronics retail chain. There was a blindingly obvious full-time transvestite who used to come in every so often and buy stuff. I helped him find what he was looking for a few times.
I swear to God, all he ever bought was stuff for his TV. His TV. Including several MALE TO FEMALE CONVERTERS.
I had to go into the back room for ten minutes to stop laughing.
( , Sat 17 Mar 2007, 3:09, Reply)
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