Fear. All too often that’s the thing that really defines a cross-dresser’s life, even more than the clothes he chooses to wear—or would wear, if he had a real choice in the matter. But reality intervenes and no choice is truly free; they all have costs. Here’s what one fed-up cross-dresser might say in the face of that sort of frustration. (Of course, if one had lips like that, there really would be no excuse not to show yourself.) Watch, and learn.
BONUS CAPTION: “Romance is Dead” is a more suggestive caption than is my norm, so I chose to forgo the usual icon and offer it here (and only here) as a sort of “plain brown wrapper” kind of thing. Some readers might think it’s sort of lame to erase the naughty bits like I did, but I make no apologies for that. I simply don’t find the male body attractive, so I choose to edit it out—both online and in real life—whenever I can. Enjoy anyway!