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steffie -> RE: feminization (2/1/2009 10:09:41 PM)
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ORIGINAL: OttersSwim
Just a note of caution here. A man dressed en'femme in public can engender mild to extreme reactions from those around - especially male persons. Realize that if you are responsible for a submissive male being in a public place dressed...you are also at least partially responsible for his safety where ever you choose to take him. A car wash in New York late at night is not anywhere I would want to be dressed female.
How's this one...
One Saturday nite out in Manhattan i came out of the bars at 3 a.m. wearing a knee length A-line black dress and 3" heels. All by myself. To find my car missking. I had a sports car at the time, and figured it was stolen.
i spotted a NYC patrol car and approached the officers, who pointed out the tow truck working the street. Funny thing was the street was lined with cars. Everyone was being towed - and as soon as they would tow one, someone would park in that spot.
The officers gave me the number of the pound on the West Side. i needed $150 cash or a credit card. i had neither. Just $40 in my pocket. And i was 90 minutes from home. Couldn't call my boyfriend in Trenton to come rescue me. That wouldn't be fair.
So i went back to the Silver Swan in NYC where i'd been hanging out. When i sang my song of woe to the bartender, an Irishman named Nick, he whipped out his wallet and threw $50's on the bar. "Go get your car," he said. "Just pay me back when you can."
I'd known Nick for a while, but still was stunned by his absolute generosity. Talk about a loveable Irishman. i gave him a hug, kiss, and took his address so i could mail him a thank you card with the money - which i did. His act of kindness is something i've never forgotten.
I was about to call a cab, when an older gentleman in the bar, who happens to work as a cameraman for one of the big sports networks - offered to drive me to the pound. Where he waited with me in line - till i got my car (at which time it was 4 a.m.).
Did all that in a black dress and heels. With no muss, no fuss. No humiliation. It's a night i'll never forget, because it could have been a disaster, especially for someone like me. But i found the opposite to be true. Everyone was wonderful. The only pain in the a$$ was paying the $150 parking ticket.
I mention this story, only to say that not all crossdressers or transgendered people's lives are tales of humiliation and woe. Most live a rather ordinary existence. Some even have a blast.
There are not many Females out there that appreciate someone like me. We're an acquired taste. You could never humiliate me by putting me into panties or a bra. When my Domme has bought me women's things its because she enjoys seeing me wear it. i suppose it takes a unique woman to get turned on by a feminine male, but these rare gems do exist and i thank the stars for them.
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