'Not that you lied to me but that I no longer believe you - that is what has distressed me.' - Nietzsche


Take a Walk On The Wild Side

For those of you who have been there, you know what came next. For those who don't know, allow me to elucidate. Donna wanted to go out en drag. So that's what she did. First it was just jeans and a blouse, then I added my pumps. Eventually, I went out in a skirt, blouse and pumps. As I felt more confident, I started doing my shopping en drag. It got to the point that anytime I went out, I wore at least jeans, some type of sweater or blouse, and my pumps (I told you I love shoes and wore them every chance I got!) It felt quite natural being dressed this way and made the most of it.

This was a lot of fun and I found that the salesgirls where I would shop got a kick out of it too. I got to be quite friendly with them. They would make suggestions, help me pick stuff out and what not. Positive reinforcement from members of the outside world did much for my confidence and self esteem (perhaps this wasn't as good a thing as I thought.) Then, that spring, I did something really bone head while semi dressed and found myself in a bit of a legal altercation (don't ask, I'm not going into any details.) Suffice to say that I was finger printed and that my wife had to come fetch me. This is the most humiliating thing to ever happen to me. It is also the most sobering. As I said, my wife bailed me out and was none to pleased. She was quite embarassed and ready to leave me right then and there, and I don't blame her. After much pleading, she agreed not to dump me. (I don't know why. I mean, she had every reason to, but she didn't, and for this I am thankful every day.) Clearly, things had gotten out of hand.

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