Cross Dressing
The last time I wore a skirt was not as liberating or exciting as it could have been. I'd lost a drinking game and had been given the task of running from the bar, across the road and back again whilst wearing a friends clothes as a forfeit.
Easy, I thought. I hadn't reckoned on them getting every person in the pub to block my way back to the bar whilst I was outside. I had to FIGHT my way through. And I'm not much of a fighter.
Your own thoughts on cross dressing for fun, pleasure or profit are most welcome.
( , Thu 15 Mar 2007, 15:05)
The last time I wore a skirt was not as liberating or exciting as it could have been. I'd lost a drinking game and had been given the task of running from the bar, across the road and back again whilst wearing a friends clothes as a forfeit.
Easy, I thought. I hadn't reckoned on them getting every person in the pub to block my way back to the bar whilst I was outside. I had to FIGHT my way through. And I'm not much of a fighter.
Your own thoughts on cross dressing for fun, pleasure or profit are most welcome.
( , Thu 15 Mar 2007, 15:05)
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It's a bit off subject, but cross dressing got me introuble =(
... well firstly a bit of background:
The missus (I use the term loosly as we're not actually married) is Canadian, whereas i am a Brit, i live in blighty she lives across the pond. I got to visit her once every month for about a week (oh how i love being a sysadmin).
I am a very forgetful person, every time i visit i ALWAYS forget something, which she finds and keeps in her bedroom (she lives with her parents, she is 16 afterall... hey c'mon im only 17)...
Unfortuantly yesterday, i was sitting reading b3ta in Canada, and her mother walked up to me with a rather, shall we say 'disgruntled' expression on her face. "Uh oh" says i, knowing that this could mean only one thing: she wasn't happy about something, and her being FRENCH canadian means that she has the temper of a raging rhinoceros.
I'm usally pretty adept at getting myself out of sticky situations and talking myself out of things, but what happened next was a case of "Oops". She pulled out some black underwear and put it infront of me. "I found these in my daughters bed"... uhm... what to say? Being the genius that i am, thought i'd get myself in a little bit more shit that i was already in.
"Oh, i wondered where i'd left them!"
Not happy... she was really not happy and stormed off. Should i of kept quiet? I had to stick my fist in my mouth to stop myself laughing out loud!
Oh right, the QOTW... the reason the offending items were found in her bed was becuase she likes to wear my boxers in bed, of course i already knew this but that'd just spoil the fun telling the MIL.
Click i like this if you think it was an intelligent descision ;)
Length, girth? Well just look at the size of my undies
( , Tue 20 Mar 2007, 11:08, Reply)
... well firstly a bit of background:
The missus (I use the term loosly as we're not actually married) is Canadian, whereas i am a Brit, i live in blighty she lives across the pond. I got to visit her once every month for about a week (oh how i love being a sysadmin).
I am a very forgetful person, every time i visit i ALWAYS forget something, which she finds and keeps in her bedroom (she lives with her parents, she is 16 afterall... hey c'mon im only 17)...
Unfortuantly yesterday, i was sitting reading b3ta in Canada, and her mother walked up to me with a rather, shall we say 'disgruntled' expression on her face. "Uh oh" says i, knowing that this could mean only one thing: she wasn't happy about something, and her being FRENCH canadian means that she has the temper of a raging rhinoceros.
I'm usally pretty adept at getting myself out of sticky situations and talking myself out of things, but what happened next was a case of "Oops". She pulled out some black underwear and put it infront of me. "I found these in my daughters bed"... uhm... what to say? Being the genius that i am, thought i'd get myself in a little bit more shit that i was already in.
"Oh, i wondered where i'd left them!"
Not happy... she was really not happy and stormed off. Should i of kept quiet? I had to stick my fist in my mouth to stop myself laughing out loud!
Oh right, the QOTW... the reason the offending items were found in her bed was becuase she likes to wear my boxers in bed, of course i already knew this but that'd just spoil the fun telling the MIL.
Click i like this if you think it was an intelligent descision ;)
Length, girth? Well just look at the size of my undies
( , Tue 20 Mar 2007, 11:08, Reply)
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