Re: Attracting exclusively gay Men. This is going to be disjointed, and stream-of-consciousness to some extent, so I apologize in advance. I live my life 90%+ in DRAB, not because I'm ashamed of my crossdressing or sex partner preferences, but because it's easier to do so. I've been married 3x to gender women, and divorced/dissolved 3x, and have not had a significant, stable relationship with a Gay man (whether styled as Bi-sexual or not). I have, also come to the reluctant conclusion that I am not bisexual. I am a Bottom Gay Crossdresser. The last time I had sexual relations with a gender woman was 7 1/2 years ago, and although I've dated gender girls since I've never really felt sexually attracted to them. Thus, like Joann, I feel I could live with the right witty, educated, attractive, simpatico exclusively gay man if he was willing to be the Man in bed. Having been thrice "in love" seriously enough to get married, and having failed thrice, I am of the Tina Turner "just a second hand emotion" persuasion on Love, and am not looking for anything more involved than FWB. Of course, sometimes Love does develop from that despite the preconceptions of both parties.

I'm really not sure if I could give up my wigs, makeup, thigh-highs, garter belts, dresses, designer jeans, bra's and breast forms. I've purged too many times, and could never stay away.

The question I have is whether that type of guy who would make a commitment to a CD even looks at CD profiles online. I have TS profiles on Gay dot com and Adam for Adam, and nary a legitimate nibble from either site, just IM's from guys who are looking for some quick relief via the chat rooms. Not even the Adult Friend Finder guys who want me to drive 75 miles to meet them in a bar parking lot so we can "make love" in the bed of a pickup truck (But, darlin', it has a tonneau cover.")

It just seems to me that if the CD'ing is part of a person's core being, and if Gayness is part of a person's core being, how can you give up either for something as ephemeral as "Love."

Now, maybe a million dollar pre-nup would make me sing a different tune.