Dear Ladies,
I remember back 30 years to when I was a youngster prowling through my mother and sister's things. I remember all the fumblings and sneaking around, putting on my mother's makeup and my married sister's lingerie, hoping that I wouldn't be caught. I remember first telling my soon-to-be wife and her acceptance. I remember all the moments as a type-a U.S. Army Captain (combat arms) secretly returning to my quarters to dress in frilly things. I remember being in a war zone and drawing combat pay and buying beautiful corsets and all-in-ones to be shipped to my FOB (Forward Operating Base) and wearing them under my camo and nearly being killed by an I.E.D. a few days later...
I couldn't have imagined that all of this time later, with so many life changes, that I would be sitting here with my wife, dressed in full makeup, wig, and beautiful clothes and having taken my daily anti-androgen and estrogen a few hours ago...it is sometimes very surreal indeed...
Hugs,
Mandy