He led me through a small kitchen, to a back room that at some point had been a garage, here he proudly showed me an array of all manner of BDMS toys,...whips, clamps, chains, manacles, d****d on the long wall opposite the doorway, a set of lifting gear such as you would see in a garage hung from the beams, a St Andrews cross adorned the wooden doors at one end, and a pillory stood at the other.There were two leather armchairs; the whole scene lit by small individual spotlights, the chairs. I told Jack, the manager, that I really hadn’t messed with girls but admitted that I beat off a lot. He laughed and told me that was what guys do and he did too. Well, that was a relief because I was going to ask him how long do guys do that. He assured me guys do it for a very long time even as they get old. Well, I had trousers to buy and we picked out a pair and they had to be altered so I followed Jack back to the alteration room. He told me to slip them on and he would measure my inseam. .. oh, you can ... heal yourself now, can’t you? Genius, pure genius! You are one smart cookie, aren’t you? I’m gonna be so ... sooo good to you, honey! I refuse to give up such a rare and wonderful man as you! Anyway, please eat!” Jessica urged me when not kissing my face, neck, chest, etc.“And you know that ... I’m never gonna be a one-woman man. Just sayin’ that for the record, so as to forestall any future... ‘silly lovers’ spats,’ as you put it. I’m just not the faithful sort. On the other. ” Accordingly, I delved into my genesis as a crossdresser. “The first inkling I had of wanting to be female was in a dream I once had. In the dream, I was a woman stripping on top of the bar in a men’s tavern. I gyrated around, and I noticed how mesmerized the men watching below were. It gave me such a wonderful feeling, they worshipped me, and I loved giving them pleasure. I felt so free and so sexy and so at home up there turning them on! And I had the sense that I would be protected and.