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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Dress-wearer
I have worn a dress on a few occasions. Once I had to wear a dress for a whole weekend rugby tour. It was white with green and purple and yellow flowers on it. Lovely. And amazingly enough, I still managed to pull a young lady. However she may have been a very drunk lesbian.
Anyway, being a kilt wearing Scottish personage, I'm sort of used to the sensation anyway. It's not that bad. At least I don't sit and get all concerned about whether or not I've been wearing "boy-shorts" or not. I mean the phrase "boy-shorts" is probably the gayest thing I have ever heard. No, in terms of underwear, it's sandpaper in the y-fronts or nothing for me.
( , Mon 19 Mar 2007, 20:26, Reply)
I have worn a dress on a few occasions. Once I had to wear a dress for a whole weekend rugby tour. It was white with green and purple and yellow flowers on it. Lovely. And amazingly enough, I still managed to pull a young lady. However she may have been a very drunk lesbian.
Anyway, being a kilt wearing Scottish personage, I'm sort of used to the sensation anyway. It's not that bad. At least I don't sit and get all concerned about whether or not I've been wearing "boy-shorts" or not. I mean the phrase "boy-shorts" is probably the gayest thing I have ever heard. No, in terms of underwear, it's sandpaper in the y-fronts or nothing for me.
( , Mon 19 Mar 2007, 20:26, Reply)
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