I hope I can recount an experience I had the other day. I've debated whether to post this but said what the heck. I am IN NO WAY PROMOTING VIOLENCE!!! Good came of this encounter.

A little background. I didn't know I had a fem side until later in life, started coming out late 50s. My wife is accepting as I've stated in previous post and most of my family and friends know all about me. Right now I'm 73, 6'3" tall and 200 pounds. Physically I am in pretty good shape with some .medical issues for which I take meds which have given me a full B cup. When my boobs first started to grow the doctors said we can change to new meds. I told them no way, I'm loving them. I've spent 21 years in the army and over forty years of mixed martial training.

I dont have a label or box I put myself in. I'm me and that's that. I wear female clothing almost all the time. I dont want to become a woman but do have a very very strong female feeling and presentation. I wear flats or ankle boots, stockings, panties, slim female jeans or pants, bra, camisole and femine tshirts or button shirts. No makeup or wigs. I'm sorry this may be long but think is worth the read.

I live on the Mississippi Gulf Coast. Last week a friend and I went out to the barrier islands in his boat fishing. Had a good day and when we returned to the mainland I told him I had a freezer full of fish and he could have mine. I went to the restroom with my bag to clean up a little for my trip home 30 minute drive. Changed out of my sweaty shirt and bra and put on fresh bra, camisole and a pink breast cancer awareness t... When I got close to home I called my wife and told her I was stopping at a small bar we go to occasionally.

I walked in and sat at the bar and ordered a bourbon on the rocks. Was talking to the bartender and about 10 minutes later a guy walks up behind me and starts cussing at me about the way I was dressed. I turned on my stool and told him I didnt want any trouble and he kept on. So I turned around again and stood up. This guy was my height but pushing 300 pounds. The bartender shouted to him "Bubba dont start anything. I said bubba I dont want any trouble I just want to enjoy my drink. He yell why the ____// are you wearing a pink shirt and have boobs I told him it was a breast cancer shirt and my boobs were a result of meds I take. He then proceeded to spit on my shirt and pushed me backwards into the bar. I knew it was fight time. I dont like trouble but this was not going away. I'm not going into details but in less than 5 Bubba was flat on his back out cold. When he came to and was coherent he got up looked at me and said damn you are fast, I'm going home. As I said earlier I dont like violence but he was the aggressor and fortunately I can and will defend myself. But what happens next was beautiful. First the bartender brought me a warm clean wash cloth. He said here you have blood on your face and I dont think it's your and also handed me one of the tshirts some bars sell with there name on it and said it's on the house. I heard some comments from the crowd like, man did you see how fast he was. The one I loved was "crap did you see what SHE just did to Bubba".

So I pulled of the shirt Bubba had spit on and pulled on my new bar shirt. I got a big reaction from the crowd. Offers for free drinks which I turned down because I was driving

Here is the beautiful part. A GG came over to the bar and asked if I would like to join her and her husband with another couple at there table. I looked over where she pointed and said sure. We talked about the short fight and where I had learned to fight like that. Then the conversation turned toward my fem side. I was asked a lot of questions, was I transgender, why do I wear women's cloths, etc. Then I was asked if my boobs were real and all were amazed when I said yes. The other GG said she was jealous she was a small small B. The guys asked a few questions. Everyone was very polite, and questioning.

Now for the drum roll. These two couples were lifelong friends and shared a lot between each other. I had to laugh out loud at their next statement. Both women had been trying to get their husbands to wear lingerie to bed. Our visit ended with exchange of email addresses and getting together again. This is priceless, about 4 or 5 days later I get an email from the gal that had first invited me over. In the email she thanked me for explaining my fem side and why I did what I did. She said her and her husband had been talking about him trying on some lingerie and he finally agreed. He admitted that he had tried on some of her panties many times when she was not home and enjoyed the way they made him feel
They also had been researching crossdressing online and he agreed to a trip to VS and a bra fitting. She also relayed to me that when they got home with 7 pair of panties and three bras he asked why so many panties and she told him I for every day of the week. LOL Our numbers may be growing. Oh, we made a dinner date for the four of us for next week.

Sorry for the long post, hope all enjoy.
Sidney