Spending time reading the situations online and having crossdressing friends that are under the most difficult and bizarre agreements just to wear some feminine clothing. That is what it is, and the point of my conversation is turning the table. So I?ll play this in the first person with a SO. Ok you tell me that you are the soul owner of your feminine domain and my crossdressing is an unforgivable violation of that. Fine from now there will be no more crossdressing in this house, not me you! You will not violate my male domain. No more jeans, sloppy tee shirts, baggy sweatpants, what have you. Anything remotely considered male worn by you will be unforgivable and an embarrassment to everyone involved. This is the outcome of one having their cake and eat it too. So only feminine attire will be acceptable at all times both private and public. I reside with a female not some one looking like and dressing like a guy. Heaven forbid what the neighbors or the family would think about my attractions. Or the unsubstantiated phobias they may conjure up about us.

Can you imagine how that would go over? Especially on a one way street.

Hugs Rochal