Tonight, I am sitting in my den dressed in full-makeup, my new foundation garments, forms, and lovely red satin pajamas. Today, my wife bought me some nice earrings and some nice lip-liner. I am drinking a nice adult beverage and occasionally stepping out for a VS 120 menthol upon my full moon-lit back porch... All is well...
This is a far cry from my latest purge session and self-imposed dressing exile starting four months ago. After getting past the fantasy that I could get rid of my "obsession", my wife and I agreed that it would be best for my mental well-being to be able to dress weekly as long as I don't go outside of the house by myself. I am slowly rebuilding from my recent $1000 flush
If I should decide to go out, it will be with her and out-of-town only. In the past, I mostly went to local gay clubs. Yet, we have both agreed that due to my day job, I have a tremendous amount to loss if I should be discovered in MJ Mode. On a few occasion, she went as well. However, we found the scene mostly superficial and very empty of meaning. Therefore, I am determined to perfect my look and demeanor so that we may both go to venues outside of the shadows and beyond the fringes.
So, the new goal is to become thin, ladylike, graceful, and mostly passable so that we may go to places in the mainstream such as symphonies, nice restaurants, and other fully public places as sisters or girlfriends. This is a tall order but I need a goal and this is a lofty one We shall see...
MJ