As you doubtless know, I consider it my responsibility to be
a guardian of my friends health. It’s just the giving nature of the person that
I am. I can’t really help it, but as some have commented I am something of a
carer, some have even used the word ‘healer’.
I suppose that when one is gifted in this particular
direction it is unfair on others to ignore this talent. Which brings me to my
concerns recently for Sylvester. I expect you’re aware that he drives the
Zamboni at the local ice rink on occasion. I should also point out that here in
Montreal Hockey is something of a religion. To be a driver of the Zamboni is to
be a high priest in the church.
However, in this particular church there appears to be
something of a schism. Maurice, another Zamboni driver, has been going wild on
the ice in a manner that irritates Sylvester and things have reach boiling
point. While the details of the matter are beyond me, it appears Maurice has
been ‘freestyling’ on the ice.
There are many ‘first times’ when we crossdress. One of the most challenging is the first time we go out in public. Like so many things, this is best approached with a good plan, and in as controlled a situation as possible.
I am going to describe this as it worked best for me, and of course there is no particular right or wrong way to manage it. There are probably as many ways as there are corssdressers. I feel particularly fortunate that my own experience was fortunate enough to have been a very positive one, and one that may be a good template for others to follow.