Oh, I don't mind brutal comments. The truth is tempered with brutality. And, I agree with every comment made. A little clarification might be in order. First of all, my physical desktop has many pictures of myself and wife. My CD activity is secluded to only times that she is either asleep or not at home and doesn't subtract at all from our togetherness. And, I don't want to be a girl. My crossdressing is an enjoyable proclivity of role play, excitement and imagery.
This is what I like about this picture. It's almost like an old CD'r not exactly in the mood, sitting on an uncomfortable pink rock, surrounded by pink gravel. The gray cinderblock wall for background and prickly paddle cactus for a companion. The only color is the hair flower and the sunlit greenery on the other side of the wall. And my expression is like, "Could we just get this over with, already!?"
This image has nothing to do with my image of femininity. It's just a fantasy piece. And the wife's comment was just off the cuff and didn't incite any other discussion or derision.
