At this stage you’re beginning to move your partner toward acting in a specific manner with you. She’s been primed, sees herself as a liberal thinking and open to intimate suggestions (after all, everybody sees her that way), and she sees herself as being in control in a liberated and powerful way.
The next step is once again a subtle progression in the direction you’re trying to go. When you’re out with your wife and she’s buying cosmetics take an interest. Ask why she likes one brand of make up over another. Be sure to have a sincere interest.
Many of us look to the medical profession for guidance. Sometimes we should think twice about that. Our own communities are stronger and more educated than theirs. Until they get their heads around non-binary gender issues we should tread with caution.
In a slumber I slowly woke. I could feel the rise and the fall of the soft breathing of a form beside me and I quickly remembered 30.
My face was pressed against her shoulder, warm but a little hard. I could vaguely smell the scent of her. I remained still savouring the delicate aromas. I think she used a lavender soap, but behind it I could smell her armpit.
Perhaps you already know this, but when I am not tormenting Sylvester, he of the bedroom eyes and the bathroom mind, I actually work for a living. As an account executive in an advertising agency, I am one of the busiest crossdresser’s that is ever likely to come across your desk.
As a crossdresser working in a busy advertising agency, I am often asked to involve myself on projects that are a complete waste of time, and serve no purpose whatsoever. With this in mind I've been forced to come up with ways to extract myself from situations in the workplace with apparently plausible refusals, without actually appearing to refuse at all.
This is a short but valuable guide for people who need to say 'no', without giving offence. In it I'll deal with a few suggestions, some of which will save your corporate career. There's a few things here that may have a practical application in the personal realm, but this is more aimed at the professional workplace. I know you'll find it to be of help.
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If you’re just starting out it’s easy to be overwhelmed with how unfamiliar it all seems. Well, I have a few things to help you manage this. First of all, let’s answer a few questions you’re likely asking yourself. You’ll find some great answers in this guide – https://fionadobson.com/a-beginners-guide-to-crossdressing/
Next – try a little hypnosis. You’re going to love this.
In our last session we got you to think about presenting the idea of how you’d like to look so much better, and you mentioned you are aware how some people look so much more groomed. You complimented your partner on their looks and their skills making themselves look so manicured and refined.
And when some douche says, “Oh, I think that might be a good idea…”
We say, “Actually, I think the idea of a drag club on Davie Street is a way better idea!”
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The first thing to remember here is that your going into this with a plan. You’re not just going to spring it on her, and hope for the best. Far from it. By the time the issue comes up you’re going to have laid the groundwork for this to work beautifully.
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Rainbow sat clutching her gentle brow at my kitchen table, pale and effete as ever. That girl could well be a vampire.
“No, Rainbow. I don’t think anyone rufied your kombucha,” I said. “I think you drank half a bottle of gin on your own. And that’s what it does.”
“But, my head,” she moaned.
Sylvester shifted awkwardly. Like most men, the delivery of unearned sympathy is something he struggles with. Instead he sensibly kept his mouth shut.
“You need a nice cleanse,” I said as I fried an egg in a heavy iron frying pan. “A sauna, perhaps and then a seaweed wrap.”
“Sushi?” she said, turning a little green.
“No, a seaweed wrap, where they wrap your body into the healing energy of seaweed. It’s lovely. I had one with Sebastian last week at the spa.”
“You realise I am basically an unemployed student?” retorted Rainbow.
“Well, I’m just saying, with all that yoga and healthy living…” I adopted my most forgiving manner.
“Are you saying I can’t go out and drink till I can’t feel my face from time to time?” she replied.
Rainbow seemed to be a little tense, as well as being in the midst of a severe hangover.
“Where on earth were you?” asked Sylvester.
“Some of the girls from the yoga studio and I went out to celebrate at Trannie Annies,” replied Rainbow.
“They don’t let me in that place anymore,” grumbled Sylvester.
“Shut up, Sylvester,” I said. “May I ask what you were celebrating last night, Rainbow. And, I mean, darling… was it really worth it?” I asked in an attempt to mollify her.
There was a long sigh, and then as I handed a high electrolyte orange drink to Rainbow she shared her latest news.
“and then … Yadayadayada, so now I realise I’m poly,” she concluded.
I stared at her.
I pride myself in being a crossdresser of taste and style, even if I do hang around with coarse oafs like Sylvester from time to time, but this was shocking news to me.
“Really,” I said stifling my bewildered emotions. “You’re into polyester?”
I couldn’t sanction such perversion.
“Don’t be ridiculous,” said Sylvester. “It means she’s got a thing for parrots.”
“You two are the limit,” said the poor suffering girl as I placed a perfectly fried egg on wholegrain toast before her.
“Really, Rainbow, darling, I can prepare a nice cleanse for you. An elixir of dandelion root, sage, kayle and Labrador tea leaves. I think of it as a very healthy cleanse.”
Sylvester piped up, “Sort of an ‘ethnic cleanse’. You’ll feel like an entirely new person. I always say “When you feel like the bottoms fallen out of your world, Fiona can make a cleanse that will make the world fall out of…”
“Sylvester, belt up!” I interjected.
Sylvester really can be quite coarse you know. I sometimes wonder why I let him in. Still he does like to come and join me for breakfast after driving the Zamboni to prepare the ice for our hockey players for their early morning practice.
Now, I’m sure you know this, but if you want to drill down and learn more about some of my people you’ll see that the first mention of them is generally highlighted and a hot link. Through the wonders of technology, if you click on that you’ll get a list of all the stories in which they feature. So you can drill down on any of the people and get more of their story. After 7 years of writing you’ll find the well is indeed quite deep. It can keep you uselessly employed for hours!
Have a wonderful day.
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The soft sensation of nylon against my skin is almost the perfect form of foreplay. Pulling on the nylon stockings, and smoothing them up my leg, unhurried and luxuriously before a date is always enough to make me wet.
Perhaps it’s a response to my desire for something to
happen, or maybe it’s just a learned response. After all, most times I do go
out dressed in this manner I get what I’m looking for, so it’s only a matter of
time before my body, hungry for the lecherous and desperate touch of a lover, is
served to my satisfaction. You’ll note that I said ‘my satisfaction’. I point
this out as I do like to play a little game.
It’s been about five years now that I’ve followed a rather particular dating practice. I usually use one of the more popular apps, Tinder or some such, and there I will select a – now what should I call them – a project. Yes. I select a project. You know if you go to some of the apps you can even find me. Of course, I’m not going to make that too easy for you, as I really don’t want to give away all my secrets.
While this kind of discrimination is both unchristian and indefensible one shouldn’t allow one’s anger to cloud vision. We are trans, and we are not reactionary. As such we should use the existing avenues of reporting to overcome these hurdles. It would be wrong not to work through the processes of registering our complaint. I will detail the process below to help, if you want a little help to take a stand on this issue.
I could hear voices in my living room. There was a little light laughter and I could tell that Devina and her guest were making themselves comfortable.
I found myself flushed and felt my heart racing. I ran the tap and put my wrists under it, the cool water calming me. As I looked in the mirror I could barely recognise the face that looked back. Devina had done a masterful job on my makeup.
I am no detective, but when you know Auntie Kittie is making jam, and the top of the cooking sherry is sticky… well, it doesn’t take much to know she’s getting into my stash of wine.
And speaking of your favorite auntie, she has some nephews from New Zealand staying, and she’s teaching them all about making jam. She told me this morning that she’s trying to get her hands on some plums, and possibly a cherry or two. She tells me she’s got plenty of fruit, though she did say she’d finished off her kiwis.
As you probably know I record some great hypnosis tracks, and having such a nice recording set up I allow some of my friends to use it for their own recordings. When I poked my head round the door just now I found Mistress Meg’s little helper, Stacey making a new recording for our Seahorse members.
I was quite shocked by the things she was saying. I had to listen, just for a moment. Stacey is so innocent looking. I was most surprised.
“You’re going to love dressing up for me tonight, aren’t you?” she said into the microphone.
“I know you’ve wanted to for a long time, but this time it’s something you’re desperate to do. And you know, I’ve known about it for a long time, I just enjoy you being awkward about it. But I also know that the longer I make you wait, the more desperate you’re going to be to do just exactly what I want.
And what I want is very important for you, isn’t it?
You want to serve me. You want to do whatever I tell you. Don’t you?”
I thought I’d better leave her to it after that. Well, you lucky Seahorses will be hearing from Stacey before long, I expect.
PS – I thought I’d add this great track from Def Leopard especially for all my fellow diabetics.