I am a lifelong CD, back when I was 14, I dressed every chance I got in secret. My parents worked so summer was perfect for me to wear my mother’s clothes. Since her clothes were a perfect fit for me, I would try on everything, and on occasions I would get brave wearing one of her wigs and go outside, on one of these times I walked a couple of blocks. I was in heaven. I was wearing this wrap around dress that the breeze would blow open the skirt. Continue reading →

My best friend growing up (David) was always rather flamboyant. Even at 9 or 10 it was very noticeable. We had always fooled around, as young boys sometimes do. I’ll show you mine if you show me yours kinds of things. We slept at each others house almost every weekend and always slept in the same bed and always in only our tighty whiteys. Never thought anything wrong of it. I grew up in a religious home but my mother didn’t have any objections to me having a flamboyant friend whose Dad was gay. Continue reading →