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I will freely admit I enjoy the process of transforming from male to female. Shaving off my body hair and reshaping my eyebrows is a physical commitment to my female self which is always an exciting and daring thing to commit to. I entitled the picture accompanying this narrative, which is actually a still frame from one of my videos, ‘Putting it all together’. I gave it that title as that’s how I think of my transformation into my female alter-ego. I love spending time as Helene, in reality she is an illusion as I am a man, I do enjoy my time in the guise of a woman though and the high it induces can last for many months afterward. Deep down I dream of having feminine skin and looking female. I don’t have feminine looks or nice skin so the use of liberal amounts of make-up is a necessity to get even half way toward smoother feminine skin. I do know some actual women who wear similar amounts of make-up as I require so that helps as I imagine, maybe hope, that as a woman I would fit in with those women who always wear heavier make-up. Knowing this women exist helps boost my confidence on the very few occasions I have gone out in public dressed as a woman. I can be one of them! Participation is based on your time and inspiration. While we hope everyone can create a photo for each month, it is not required. Come and go as you like! I’m a 29-year-old married male and I wear pantyhose daily. I wear them under my jeans or with shorts for comfort; as well as for the look they give my legs.

After that , I never touched my boy clothes again. Since Siri also knew about my dressing I had the freedom to dress up without fearing about anyone. Since my parents were gone Siri also staye d at my house frequently and I stayed over at hers. Everything was a bliss. I started crossdressing around age 5, like so many others. I was intrigued at first by the beautiful fabrics, colors, and overall beauty of the clothes. In my Teens of course it was very much a sexual turn-on but as I aged it became , not an obsession as they connotation a bad thing, but rather simply a way for me to express the two sides of my personality. I have never had any desire to completely change into a girl, don’t feel like a girl trapped in a boys body, I simply adore pretty clothes; satin, silk, lace, dresses, heels, nightgowns, panties, bralets, camisoles, etc. I also collect gorgeous costumes such as satin French maid uniforms, Alice in Wonderland costumes, etc. Recently indulged myself into getting some petticoats and wow, wished I had done that years ago.I just turned 60 and while I have always been concerned with being “outed” by someone, was fortunate to never have it happen. I have had many girlfriends and enjoy their strap-ones very much and the “ladies nights” we have had. Make-up! How I love make-up! I really love cross-dressing as a woman. Everything about doing it is such an adventure. Emotionally, physically and the performance take real effort but t is something I always enjoy doing. I always feel a real thrill and surge of excitement as I open up my make-up box, layout my lingerie, dresses and high heels and brush out my wigs. As I quietly sit painting my nails I find my enjoyment building by the minute. Despite living as a man I have a desire to dress up and appear as a woman. I won’t deny I have some angst about this. I fear being discovered as a cross-dresser and I worry my actions are offensive to women. I admire women, and I truly adore them. I’m sure many people would see my actions of attempting to emulate women as a weird thing for a man today. Well, part of me is definitely transsexual. Since childhood part of me has felt more girl than boy. I never acted on this feeling though in terms of pursuing a physical gender change transition through surgery and hormones. I felt girlie but I also liked being a boy. I was attracted to feminine clothing and had strong desires to look female as a teenager. I was envious of girls when I realised I had no breasts developing, facial hair started growing and my body began to get hairy. For awhile in my early teens I was distraught.

The party (= orgy) which I organized to celebrate my return to Monte Carlo went on for the whole weekend! My decadent guests and I were able to indulge in several changes of costume, in between the various lewd and licentious activities that took place. Here I am captured wearing one of my alternative “Marie Antoinette” costumes. And I can report that males on the Riviera are just as fascinated by bustles and crinolines as men seem to be everywhere else! I have heard it proposed more than once that fetishes are psychological conditions that manifest themselves as the only responses certain people can have to stimuli that they would otherwise consider repulsive. I personally have never fully bought this claim. However, it is no secret that clowns — which will likely be remembered in a thousand years as one of the worst creations of modern man — are commonly fetishized figures, and I cannot help but wonder if fetishizing clowns is the only way some people can respond to their horror. The mind is capable of doing many incredible things, like transferring pain into pleasure, stress into desire, and fear into eroticism, so while I cannot justifiably make the claim that all fetishes are the mind’s roundabout method of dealing with revulsion, I do wonder why clowns have emerged as such a surprisingly common fetish. Lady Rebecca, do you not feel that – as a married women – you have a duty to preserve the purity of marriage as an institution?

I have always been a very straight guy and considered this a pretty weird request, but we both had drinks earlier, so it was a little easier and I finally gave in to my wife’s suggestion. I now understand why most women love pantyhose— they felt so slippery and nice against our new sheets that I was really taken. I loved the way they felt and have slept in them ever since. Two weeks ago, I tried an experiment to see if I could wear pantyhose with a pair of shorts to the mall and to find out if people could tell. I wore a pair of Silk Reflections in the Travel Buff color that you recommended to go with any skin tone. You were so right. Not one guy even looked twice, but two pretty young sales ladies I knew could tell I was wearing hose because I heard one comment, “Great Legs”. I think the shine gave me away. Not a member or missed last month? Not a problem--this group is fluid -- participate when you can. Don't hesitate to ask any questions!