Oh, but Sherry, there are many many reasons that I love it!
I have a clothes fetish, I suppose you could say... I am not a fashionista, I do not follow trends... but I love all things womanly in every part of dress. I love and collect real silk stockings and fully fashioned nylons. I love vintage shoes and dresses from the 30's and 40's. I get excited about corsets and bras and underwear... I love the ritual of dressing, of presenting yourself as something beautiful, as art. I love becoming, for a while, something different. It's why I got into Live Action Role Playing games, and appreciate cosplay. But I have found over my decades, that dressing up (my absolute favorite pastime... I don't even own a TV!) is more like bringing out another aspect within yourself than it is like pretending to be something different.
I have closets full of costuming pieces. I love renaissance festivals, and go to plays mostly for the costuming. I love Halloween and theme weeks at work that allow dressing up. I will dress as a man or a woman, and usually no one will recognize me. But they're all pieces of me. They're all things I want to be and admire in some way. The Ani Difranco song "31 flavours" comes to mind...
That being said... I do not want to make Lisia a "living doll" at all. I want to help the man I love become discover and become more comfortable with all of the pieces inside of him, be they masculine or feminine. I want to make love to all of them. I have yet to see him dressed in person as a woman... only over skype... but when I see him, I see another side... I realize now I was seeing it before too.. It's difficult to explain, but it's part of why I had asked him several times over the past 18 years to wear a dress for me. I have some level of empathy and I saw something in him that maybe needed to be brought out, something uncomfortable but unnecessarily so.
I have long been vocal about how I think that it is unfair and unfortunate that those who are born male are not allowed by society to openly express so many aspects of what must be natural instincts of any human who has any sort of emotion, including the manner in which they are allowed to acceptably dress. Seeing a room full of polo shirts actually makes me angry or sad. I believe that the articles people choose to adorn themselves say so much about who they are and It is so hard for me to imagine that so many people would have so little to say about themselves.
Except for maybe some fantasies and role playing in the bedroom that I may be planning for the next weekend I visit, I do not wish to choose what Lisia may wear.Only offer advise and experience and opinions. I want to see what Lisia may have to say to me about herself by herself. It's much more interesting that way I think.
But to answer your questions: Seeing the man I love wearing sexy underthings is ABSOLUTELY a turn on. I'm sure in the exactly the same way that seeing me in them is a turnon for him... Because my choice in wearing a VS lacy silky panty and giving him a peek shows entirely where my mind is and what I'm after. Just like my eye contact while doing so would say the same thing. I am very remarkably visually stimulated for a woman, and there is quite unfortunately no male equivalent to a VS bra and panty set. I have no boundaries set in my mind that say that the man I love can't wear something that is sexy and feel as sexy as I do in it. I am totally IN LOVE with the idea of us both being able to express these things in such new ways to each other now!! And talk about them... and send pictures... *GIGGLE*
Also, I have considered myself bi for a very long time. But none of my relationships with men or women ever worked out long term. With most men, there was just something missing. With women, well, I just love the man parts to much. There's just nothing like it the real thing. But I also love the boobies.I now think I realize what was missing the whole time. Lisia and I are just too complicated to settle for something simple.
Also, In Lisia's defense...When we had that conversation, it wasn't presented over the phone as "something urgent", it was more like "I have a secret that I want to share with you that no one in the world knows... but it needs to be in person. Remind me when you get here"... so really, it was just to commit to the idea of telling me while over the phone because he knew he would chicken out once I got there, and if he said "i have a secret I want to share with you" there was no way I wasn't going to bring it up repeatedly...
hahahhha! But it worked out well I think.
Apologies for the long post, but that was fun! :D:D Much love to all reading this!







