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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For some reason, the 13 year old that spent my 12th year crushing my right testicle, and breaking my back by knocking my shoulderblades out of joint, decided to put me in her Mothers clothes and paint my face. After getting this part done, she looked at me and exclaimed, "My God! You're Beautiful!"
Fucking bitch still haunts me. I don't talk to her except to tell her to shut up. Sorry, I'll shut up now.
( , Wed 21 Mar 2007, 1:09, Reply)
For some reason, the 13 year old that spent my 12th year crushing my right testicle, and breaking my back by knocking my shoulderblades out of joint, decided to put me in her Mothers clothes and paint my face. After getting this part done, she looked at me and exclaimed, "My God! You're Beautiful!"
Fucking bitch still haunts me. I don't talk to her except to tell her to shut up. Sorry, I'll shut up now.
( , Wed 21 Mar 2007, 1:09, Reply)
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