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I am a 61yo bi CD/TV, married to a totally disapproving wife, closeted (apart from a few “girls” I’ve opened to) and able to dress very rarely: which is mega frustrating. I am willing and able to travel around London and Kent/Surrey/Sussex but I cannot accommodate. I recently retired as a lawyer and live just south of London, and both guarantee and expect discretion. I enjoy meeting CDs/TVs with interesting “hinterlands” and good conversation and taking them out to dinner.
I started dressing when I was 6, back in 1963, in my mother’s clothes and still adore early 1960s undies – high waisted nylon knickers, boa-constrictor tight open bottom girdles, conical bras and frilly pleated nylon petticoats. I still have no idea why I started – I guess a mixture of curiousity, boredom and a desire to get closer to my mother – and no idea why I started then, but very glad I did. The feeling of ecstasy from dressing is incredibly high and very addictive. . As an only child, I was left on my own a lot and had loads of opportunities to dress. My mother transitioned to tights and panty girdles in the late 1960s, which I actually prefer.
When I was 14, my feet grew too big for my mother’s shoes and my orgasms were no longer dry, which meant tell-tale signs I’d been dressing and I could no longer sashay round the house in my mother’s heels. About the same time, I was seduced by a much older boy, which I found as exciting as dressing, and a new avenue of pleasure opened up just as the opportunity to dress declined.
I used to keep a “wardrobe” of sorts (I’m size 16, shoe size 10) in a suitcase at the Philbeach Hotel, which shut its doors 10 years ago this month, and my suitcase consequently got thrown away. There was a make-up service at the Philbeach, so I could dress and be made-up to a very high standard and felt confident enough to go out in public, dressed up. I used to specialise in the secretarial look. Despite my height (I’m 6’2″), I was very convincing, even if I say so myself. The Philbeach and its make-up girls enabled me to live a double-life quite easily. Since its closure, the only time I’ve dressed is when I’ve met other “girls” who allow me to dress at their place and have clothes to fit me: but such girls are few and far between.
I have been to Sweet Wednesday, Lovejoys (which is fantastic, 2nd and last Wednesday of each month, Sutton) and Candy Girls as an admirer and have met some wonderful girls at these venues who have become great friends. I’m sure there are more girls out there to be met, wined and dined. I am on Flickr as surreycaroline. Please get in touch.
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