All you non-cross-dressers can stop reading right now. You’ll never understand what it’s like, to be flawlessly dressed to the nines as a woman and secure in the knowledge that your transformation is complete—short of turning you inside out, no one can possibly tell you weren’t born a member of the fair sex. More to the point, no one will know it’s you. And then you realize… you have to step out that door. You have to become a woman in the eyes of the world. That’s when you feel it. Triumph and terror as one. Euphoria.