“Hi mom. I know that we did not see each other for a long time. I know you are shocked looking to a woman instead of your son. Finally, at home alone, I started dressing like a girl using some clothing that I ordered online. After a few wee dressing like a girl I enjoyed it that much that I started taking female hormones. The female hormones triggered the
development of a soft girlish skin and a real female shaped body. After a few months, I was really looking like a woman so I had to dress myself fulltime as one.”
If our eyes are a window to the soul then our face is the home of our humanity. Your face is the first thing that people see. From an early age we learn the subtle cues that facial expressions share and look to the face as the true judge of sincerity. Over any other part of your body your face contains the richest source of information on who you are and how you feel.
The face is also the first place people look to confirm any suspicions they may have about your gender. Unfortunately many crossdressers fail this test because they lack a good skin care routine.
As a man you can easily get away with poor care for your face. It’s not by chance that rugged and hansom often find themselves in the same sentence. For right or wrong, a weather and time worn face denotes strength and wisdom in a man, but neglect in a woman.
lt had been a week and. with the excephtion of using the en-suite bathrom
Bernie hadn ‘t left Sophie ‘s bedroom. “B ‘cell ‘ of pink feminine glory had become
the four walls of his world and he cast his mind back to that first day when he
had banged helplessly on the door for a saviour that never came before turning
his attention to the dress. Not only had the corset been tied so tightly that it
wouldn ‘t budge but he doubted he would have been able to do anything to the
padlock that lay just out of his grasp anyway.
lt can be tough finding the one. any one in fact. but when you live in one of the
most romantic countries in the world. as Lorenzo did. and you still can’t get a
second glance.you know you have to alter your strategy a little. Desperate boys
call for desperate measures…or maybe just desperate girls… living in Italy,
Lorenzo had of course heard the stories about the mysterious little town. which
lay somewhere between Milan and Palermo. named Femini. inhabited only by
women but for the domineering ‘Padre’. Those girls have likely never even seen
another guy, Lorenzo theorised. if only l could find a way in to the village. I bet l
could have my pick of any of them…
I left my friend Dan’s house after finding this coin in his basement. Personally, I didn’t think
much of it. I mean, yeah, it was old so it might of had some value to it but for some reason
Dan seemed to think that this was something much more.
I left him to do his research so that I could get home in time for dinner. I must have been
walking for a good few minutes when I suddenly felt lll. With not much further to go, I ran
home and headed straight for the bathroom.
