Ok. So a looong time ago, when ii was 19 and had just picked up a nice hot rod velociraptor, I was having an episode of pinkfog and identity confusion. As at that time we had no internet the only crossdressers th world knew were gay perverts on television and movies. So I thought hmm I must be gay. Annnd so, I had a little experimental adventure with a guy I knew. I quickly realiized that I was not gay and not at all attracted to men sexually. But I digress. He was a nice guy, and we mutually agreed that it was not to be.
So the other day he finds me on facebook.
Well, I told him about me, and showed him a picture. Or 5. Lol. Anyway he was real cool about it. And he tells me he is still totally gay. Which I figured. Lol. Anyway I stopped by and saw him today.
Dressed totally en femme. And we had a lovely talk. But the strangest thing happened. I was dressed a bit too summery for the weather and the. Wind was making me cold. So I let him hold me, and he held me like a man holds a woman. And when we parted ways I wrapped my arms around his neck, and he wrapped his around my waist for a goodbye hug, and I never felt more like a woman than those moments. It was amazing. I am not attracted to him at all. Not saying he is ugly. Just I not attracted to men at all. But being held like that was incredible.
Here iis what I was wearing, I know, a little ****ty. Lol