Oh, OK then. I’ve been asked for pictures, heh heh. I’ve shot my mouth off so I guess I can show myself now. These were in 2007:
God I was nervous. I used to sneak to the carport and check that next-door wouldn’t see me. I’ve got over that. Unfortunately I don’t have those clothes any more. When you’re a cross dresser, you tend to have periodic dumps of shame, purges. But I’m over that now.
These are some of my favourites. I’m lucky I have friends who are pretty good photogs. More later.
Thank you. They are lovely.
Thank you. Those last three are remarkable, aren’t they? You are looking at a 65yo man here, yet I am taken as a woman all the time. I’m thrilled.