02-02-2016, 07:19 PM
(This post was last modified: 02-02-2016, 07:20 PM by The First Aria.)
That is a good read and thought provoking as well...
But, here is where I am at...
Up till the time, I was about 35..... I was all male.. Played fast and recreational softball, my wife and I had 3 children..
But, one fateful night, we were invited to a Costumed Halloween Party. I didn't have a clue as to what to wear. My wife suggested we both cross dress. At first, it felt creepy, weird, abnormal. But she insisted it would be fun.
It was, we had a blast at the party and got pretty snockered...LOL It is true, that if you loose count of drinks, you are past the point of no return.
Anyways, I remembered that after we got home and dismissed our babysitter, we made love.....
We both awoke in the morning, and still has traces of other's clothing on. (must of passed out after the wrestling match. he he! )
I thought I would it of felt weird, out of place, but not so much. After all, was it the fun of the party? The drinks? Or was it cross dressing??
I dabbled in cross dressing, on/off since that point, to me it was a liberating thing. But after having my heart attack, and being forced into retirement because of it... That's when it REALLY hit.
Up to the point of my start of my health problems, I always had to use breast forms, or stuffing of some sort.. But, after a year or so I developed gynecomastia, I kinda yearned for the day I would NOT need to stuff anything.
Then, I discovered that I wasn't the only weird loony person by visiting this and many other sights..... I discovered, that I wasn't weird or loony after all.
That other peeps walked to the same drummer as I did. ( In various degree's) So, in a way I have found a safe place.
For that, I owe a lot to Ellie, Lotus and too many here, too many to name. (memory is very poor anymore)
So, thanks for everyone's sincere input. And, I am sorry for such a rambling tome.
But, here is where I am at...
Up till the time, I was about 35..... I was all male.. Played fast and recreational softball, my wife and I had 3 children..
But, one fateful night, we were invited to a Costumed Halloween Party. I didn't have a clue as to what to wear. My wife suggested we both cross dress. At first, it felt creepy, weird, abnormal. But she insisted it would be fun.
It was, we had a blast at the party and got pretty snockered...LOL It is true, that if you loose count of drinks, you are past the point of no return.
Anyways, I remembered that after we got home and dismissed our babysitter, we made love.....
We both awoke in the morning, and still has traces of other's clothing on. (must of passed out after the wrestling match. he he! )
I thought I would it of felt weird, out of place, but not so much. After all, was it the fun of the party? The drinks? Or was it cross dressing??
I dabbled in cross dressing, on/off since that point, to me it was a liberating thing. But after having my heart attack, and being forced into retirement because of it... That's when it REALLY hit.
Up to the point of my start of my health problems, I always had to use breast forms, or stuffing of some sort.. But, after a year or so I developed gynecomastia, I kinda yearned for the day I would NOT need to stuff anything.
Then, I discovered that I wasn't the only weird loony person by visiting this and many other sights..... I discovered, that I wasn't weird or loony after all.
That other peeps walked to the same drummer as I did. ( In various degree's) So, in a way I have found a safe place.
For that, I owe a lot to Ellie, Lotus and too many here, too many to name. (memory is very poor anymore)
So, thanks for everyone's sincere input. And, I am sorry for such a rambling tome.

