|While I don't want to be a female I do feel|
that I would like to share what she is
feeling right now.
But it did cause me to assess why I dress again. So I guess that this post will be another look at that aspect of my life.
|Happy Families is a card game. It is not, alas, anything that|
lasts. I doubt that such a thing is even real.
It's not that I want to pass as a woman. I love the female form, I love the way that it can be and can be used. I have yet to see a physically unattractive female (let's leave character out of this for now). However, that's just it. I love that form precisely because it is not my form. So, whilst I like the female form I have no real desire to wear it permanently in public - maybe a short while for a limited audience but... No, I like my beard too much.
|See, like that. But my face, not hers.|
I want someone to run to me and hug me after time apart. I'd love it if it were Tilly or one of my children. In the former case I'd enjoy a frisson of sexual feeling too. But that doesn't, won't, happen.