She stood in the doorway wearing a graphite grey pencil skirt, a white blouse and what might best be described as âsensible shoesâ. As I stared at her in surprise, still bruised and battered from the events of the previous night, I felt a small sob rise in my throat. Devina put a smart looking …
Continue reading “Clothes Maketh The Man – Part 32.”
There is a lot to be said for starting a work day with a refreshing walk in the sunshine. The troubles and tribulations were far away, as I walked along the beach in the bright morning air. Already a few people were setting up to have a lazy day in the sun doing nothing, setting …
Continue reading “Clothes Maketh The Man – Part 26.”
There are stories which we choose not to share, for one reason or another. Perhaps it is related to shame or embarrassment. Or maybe we just hold them so dear, that in sharing them they would become devalued. One of my visitors recently brought a rather unusual collection of note books with him when he …
Continue reading “The Stories Your Mother Never Told You – Part 1.”
In a tattered journal given to me by one of my clients, I came across the following account which you may find of special interest. It was clearly written describing a time when my visitor was little more than an infant. You will see that weâve named him Billy junior, to help keep things straight. …
Continue reading “The Stories Your Mother Never Told You â Part 10.”
It is so lovely to see you here. I am so happy youâve stopped by. Iâd like to talk to you about a little game I think we should play. You like visiting Auntie donât you? And when you visit I like to dress up specially for you. I like the way it makes you …
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Gradually introducing your partner to the gurl who is inside you is a process best handled in a slow and sensitive manner. Many partners will recoil from this if itâs not handled in a very precise way.
Letâs go back to 1994 in South Africa one last time. Itâs a different place and situation. Bloemfontein, Orange Free State. They say Africa gets in your blood. Itâs true. I have the recurrent malaria to prove it. But that wasnât all I was destined to bring back from that most exotic of continents. Thereâd …
Continue reading “An English Country Garden – Part 3”
The next couple of weeks past without incident. I will admit that when I did have a quiet jerk, I found myself slipping into panties and enjoying the sensation. Really, what harm could there be in such a discrete and private game. I also found myself from time to time gazing longingly at a woman …
Continue reading “Clothes Maketh The Man – Part 6.”
âPush your bum back a bit,â said Sebastian, maneuvering behind me. âOh, Sebastian,â I said, perspiration dripping from my brow. âThatâs better,â he said pressing his hand into the small of my back. As you probably know, Sebastian is my personal trainer. We often do yoga sessions together. Some of these yoga positions are really …
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As perhaps you know I am enjoying a little time away from the hard weather and have slipped of to the Baja, in Mexico. Such a delightful place. However, you can imagine the surprise when I received an excited phone call from Ali, my gardener. âYou should have seen it, Miss Fiona. Sylvester slammed his …
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I am often asked by my members and friends, âwhat can I do right now to stop the spread of hate that is so pervasive in American politics today?â. While itâs great to march or protest, the fact remains many of us donât wish to out ourselves in that way. Yet, we also want to …
Continue reading “The three things you can do right now to advance transgender rights.”
With the fine weather comes the chance to wear more exciting clothes. I love to get into a mini skirt in the summer. And equally the sun brings out the more eccentric dressing styles. Not least among these are my friends that cycle. Seeing Sebastian cycling up the road to my quiet house in Huckleberry Close is …
Continue reading “Is that a carrot in your cycling shorts or are you just pleased to see me?”
Ivy showed the Metropolitan police inspector to what she called âthe drawing roomâ. It was in fact the living room, but since she and her husband had inherited the place in 1971 theyâd always called it that. âYour husbandâs family seemed most concerned,â said the inspector as he sat down in a love seat that …
Continue reading “I’m sorry, Gerald’s not home right now.”
I am very proud of my legs. As Sebastian, my personal trainer has often commented, during our yoga practice, I am able to place my legs in some most unusual positions. As I was doing âdownward dogâ the other morning I felt first a twinge and then one knee collapsed, and I was revisited by some …
Continue reading “Be careful who you let walk your dog.”
Many women wonder why a man, sometimes their husband, would choose to wear panties. They also fear that their man, the one they chose to sire their children, would apparently now rather have a vagina.
When you think of all the things you would like to change about yourself there is a tendency to focus on the aesthetic. Yet we know very well that this is the easy part. The greater achievement is to shift the way we think. In accepting the female aspect of ourselves we will likely never …
Continue reading “The pure gold of your hidden feminine self.”
The Travelogue Of Katia Thornwood â Part 1 All work and no play does make a person dull. And in my work, I need to always have an edge, or many, preferably sharp, pointed or at the very least, hard. So Iâm travelling to South East Asia for research, and of course a little respite. …
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I had just disconnected from a Zoom meeting with a client who was looking at rebranding his chain of laundries when Ali, my Syrian gardener, arrived for his English lesson. I have been concerned about his use of English and offered to help him as best I could. The Trimark Laundry Company would have to …
Continue reading “It’s important to get one’s priorities right.”
I have always felt that the more time my nephews spend dressed in lovely girls clothes the more they behave in a polite, soft and gentle manner. Isnât that a nice thing to know? Of course it is. Well, recently one of my nephews has had a visitor, young Donald, a really quite vulgar boy. …
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