When I began writing this, I wasn’t even sure how long I had been coming into the public chat room. It felt like only a couple of weeks, but on checking I found out that it had actually been since April, 2016. I only know that when I’m there, I feel at home. It’ as if I’m surrounded by Family. A group of people that I’ve never actually met, but have come to love. If I’m a little depressed, these girls are sure to cheer me up. If I’m getting too serious about life, they straighten me out, and If anyone needs help, I get to contribute. Like sisters, we all open our hearts to one another, sometimes, tease each other, but always the love is underlying everything. I find that it’s often easier to talk to the others in the chat room than it is to talk to physical family members. My Son and his wife are wonderful, but they don’t hug me every time I see them. You all do. You always have time to listen to how my day is going and always offer kind words if it’s not that great.

The people here come from all over the world. Many different occupations. Many different lifestyles, and aged from 18 to 85. But there is a common denominator; We are part of a bigger community. Kindred souls, if you will. Cross dressers, Transgender, Transsexual, Bi, Straight, and Gay, we belong to this wonderful family. We have our “Evil Uncle Ernie”, occasionally, you know, the ones who come as Guests, looking for more than support, but for the most part the people coming into the chat room are looking for support and friendship. We have our crazy Aunties, our wicked Step Sisters, our Gentle Grannies and our Little Sisters, whom we watch over and try to protect. We have our Sorrows, our Triumphs, our Adventures, our Dreams, and our Failures and wee share all of these things with each other. That is probably the best thing about the chat room. In sharing our lives, we enrich ourselves and each other. In this we learn that we are no longer alone, but that we are part of something bigger and better.

We have each other, and we have the Ambassadors, who have to keep us in line on occasion, and who I would not, could not, do without. If I ever have a question about what is proper, I know I can ask them and they will find an answer for me, if they don’t know already.

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The chat room offers guidance, support, and love. It gives us a chance to express ourselves in a way that is not available on the outside. We hear about great places to shop and neat little tricks we can use to improve our makeup. It is a place we can bounce ideas off other people with similar interests, without being afraid of being embarrassed. After all, this family is here for us, even when our physical families aren’t.

I can’t imagine that I would have come as far as I have without the chat room. It has let me grow in ways I would not have without it. Or, without you, who have come to mean more to me than you can possibly imagine. You are my Family and I would not give you up for all the gold in the world, because you are mine. And, I am yours. Now and for always. If I have learned anything here, it is that I am not alone. And I am loved.
I love you. And now I love myself. Thanks to you.

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Paige Turner

I live in New Jersey. I was about 13 years old, when I first found a liking for girl’s things. I found a box of slips and petticoats up in the attic and brought it down to my bedroom and hid the box under my bed. I would often enjoy wearing them in my room. One day, my Mom found the box. I made up some crazy story about using them to make a weather balloon. My parents had divorced when I was eight, but my Mom called my Father, and I heard them talking. The resulting meeting was so traumatic for me, I buried the memories of it for the next 30 or so years. The next time I thought about it was when I was in my forties. My second wife and I were watching Jerry Springer, who had several Cross Dressers on the show. Without even thinking about it, I asked her, “Would you mind if I tried that?” She smiled at me and said, ” No.” Not long after, she bought me my first pair of heels. Until she passed away in 2002 I dressed and often went out. My third wife told me that she didn’t want me to do it any more and made me promise I wouldn’t. She passed in January 2016, and now I am going to return to this thing I love. I always went by the name Paige Turner when dressed, because I love to read. Now I just need to restock the makeup, and clothes, and shoes. Now I live with my first wife, Wendy, again. She not only knows about Paige she critiques my outfits. She has done a lot to encourage me and gave me a lot of jewellery and wigs. She also helped me come out to my two Sons. (I’d already come out to all my sisters)

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  1. zena simmons 10 months ago

    Kim my new sis if you would like I would like be in that wish of yours but not sure how we could meet together in able to bring it to life zena new girl

  2. zena simmons 10 months ago

    To jackie wild) don’t mean criezise you but think your face is too white lipstick is to dark of red bit much on ruge other than that nice looking woman an I’m sorry u went through all that torment however has made you better person from reading your bio= zena

  3. Kim Cummings 11 months ago

    I feel like a lesbian because I have a feminine and submissive feeling of being a feminine partner with the same features. I am wearing my pantyhose and high heels now and I am so excited about this prospect of my life as a feminine and beautiful sensuous feeling woman who has a need for the next delicious and feminine ways of getting what I need.

    • zena simmons 10 months ago

      You go girl but don’t worry about being lesbian part at some point all us girls want mixed it up with same gender rather we’re straight bi or lez but one thing gotta keep in mind is can’t do without hanging beween their legs or ours till decide to keep it or depose of it) new girl zena

  4. Kim Cummings 11 months ago

    I think I could have a fun time with another person who is feeling similar to how I feel. The thought of having someone else caressing my legs clad in my smooth and silky pantyhose is extremely exciting and I have long been thinking about the feeling of our pantyhose sliding together.

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