
I think for me it was when I had finally come to accept that I was a cross-dresser and bisexual and I decided to go for a ride but I needed to get gas so after much internal debate because I was fully dressed with everything from makeup to my forms platform boots and then I just said screw it and I pulled into a gas station that I knew they would not know me yet and I went in and my heart was racing and as I was standing in line to pay for my gas there was another person in there and they were looking at me and they were like that’s quite a lovely outfit i kind of Mumble thank you then I got to the cashier pay for my gas and I got out of there as fast as I could but at the same time after that I stopped and thought about it and I kind of feel validated thinking about the complement
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