Hi people after reading a lot on here you people are what is the word dedicated cross dressers I think ? would that be correct ? whereas I am not.... I have a few stories to share in order to get them off my chest so to speak and what better audience, well here go's the first:
I left home at 14yrd and lived in a graveyard (seriously) I married at 17yrd she was unstable and kept on leaving me out of the blue for no apparent reason, BUT she used to leave most of her clothes behind, now I had tried cross dressing before when I was much younger and got caught by my mother and rather than beat me (that was the norm) she decided to call me her little girl and i hated that I felt embarest she used to tease me about it.... anyway this one time the wife had decided to vanish I had a few drinks and decided to try on her clothes as for why I don't really know, I wore her black blouse and black mini skirt... looked good I then wore her black stockings problem was my legs are hairy so I tried on the tan pnatyhose and then thought hold on ! if I wear tan pantyhose under the black stockings then ! yes looks good.... now a question of shoes many high heels all size 7 I am 11 one pair actually felt kind of comfortable, make up well I watched her many times and I improvised what what she had left here.... to me I looked good I think... this went on for a few nights, then I plucked up the courage to go outside ! Living on the 13th floor in a block of flats in a bad neighbourhood is taking one hell of a chance ! my opposite neighbour was a nosy bugger and I knew he would be looking through the peep hole as soon as he heard my door, so I kept my back to it and walked down 2 flights before getting in the elevator (oh one thing I forgot to mention, I had waist long natural brown hair I was a hippy type) I was outside for the first time dressed, I started to walk along the pathway and not very soon after there is one guy walking home very drunk he is trying to focus on me I just kept on walking towards him once we passed he tried to slap my ass but missed and kind of stood there swaying about looking at me when I looked over my shoulder.... A missed opportunity ? or a close encounter I dunno....
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