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Hi ladies,
Given my oft repeated "cant get my full Caty on" sad stories, at least I can enjoy this one.
The other "given" is my ability to sleep femme every night, in my own room up the other end of this "DADT" house. This comprises suitable nightwear for the current temperature, plus bra and forms.
Thus with the Australian summer behind us, with the accompanying shorter days and longer nights, I find that I can "silhouette" myself as I prepare for bed at night and "arise" in the still dark mornings.
So with my "ratty old, just got up" wig on my head, I sit between a torch and the bedroom wall and depending on the time of day or night, during my change back to out of or into male pj's, "lo and behold" a "womanly shape" with hair and breasts appears against the wall. Accentuated by the fact I have "jumbo???" nipples on the forms.
It looks even more "realistic" if I've attached my Gold Seal forms and sans bra, watch them "jiggle" as I move around.
What's the old saying "needs do as needs must".. Or should this be the other way around??
Anyone else ever done/do this"
Caty.
My dear Caty. Thankyou so much for sharing this heart felt story. In one sense it shows us all that this family of ladies is all of the same thought and prose to be the person who we really want to be.
Thankyou kindly
Gwen
During the COVID lockdowns I would get up and get out for a walk before logging in and working from home. I'd walk around the block, which was about a 3 mile (5 km) trek for an hour.
It was often shortly after sunrise, so the sun was low in the sky. About 7 minutes into the walk I had a long stretch generally in the west direction, with the sun behind me. There are no sidewalks, and being a residential suburban street, I would walk in the road and have long shadows of me in my skirt cast down in front of me. Even though I was out en femme, I really enjoy seeing the long shadows.
My other times for casting shadows are when taking the garbage or recycling out the night before. Whether by moonlight or the light in the garage, I turn to watch the shadow of the skirt or long coat and enjoy the fact that it is me, myself, and I casting it.
