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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I regularly get changed in the middle of the road.
in those places painted black and white reserved for people who need to get to the other side.
shoot us all.
(, Tue 20 Mar 2007, 16:04, Reply)
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