As I've mentioned on various of my pages current, and nuked. My Grandma used to dress me up in girlie stuff. She liked stuffing her old 1930's bonnet on my head. Some lite makeup too.
Back in her day boys, and girls dressed the same, so she didn't think it weird to do me up. My uncle was a tad freaked out, and eventually had my dad put a stop to it. But for a few years my Granny, and I explored junior cross dressing.
Basically, yeah Grandma was trying to turn me into a transvestite. Eh...Trannies and Transvestites ain't the same. Just ask them. Today Grandma and me be arrested and shot by cops and or the politically correct. What with everything being illegal or canceled now.
Basically, yeah Grandma was trying to turn me into a transvestite. Eh...Trannies and Transvestites ain't the same. Just ask them. Today Grandma and me be arrested and shot by cops and or the politically correct. What with everything being illegal or canceled now.
Back then however people had Freedom to do weird stuff...imagine that.
I guess among other things this is why as a kid I wanted to be a Nun, Nurse, Cowgirl, Ballerina, and yeah, a Geisha. The only drag I'm into these days is my re-enactors Civil War Calvary uniform. The 9th U.S. Colored Regiment. I'm really specific in my fantasies.
If I was a kid now had my girlish figure, I'd do the Geisha thing.
My uncle would'a had kittens, but Grandma would have loved it.
I guess among other things this is why as a kid I wanted to be a Nun, Nurse, Cowgirl, Ballerina, and yeah, a Geisha. The only drag I'm into these days is my re-enactors Civil War Calvary uniform. The 9th U.S. Colored Regiment. I'm really specific in my fantasies.
If I was a kid now had my girlish figure, I'd do the Geisha thing.
My uncle would'a had kittens, but Grandma would have loved it.
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