My Mother being the socialite she was, was an outstandingmember of the community. She new she would be viewed in an even greaterlimelight by accepting...my choice to change genders.The crowd was abuzz with whispers, gossip and opinions on my new look,style and choice to change genders. I felt beautiful as Mother and Istrolled through the gallery looking at the art that decorated the walls.It was a perfect show to make my debut as the theme of the show was Artand Feminism. Mother of course had the. After a few beers we walked from the bar back to Marshall Hall holding hands and talking along the way. we took the elevator and I pushed her up against the wall of the elevator kissing her and grinding on her."wanna do it at your place or mine?" she asked. we got off on my floor and I grabbed her waist and dry humped her once before opening my door and letting her in."thank you for such a wonderful time" she says as I closed my door.she gave me a long hug and i responded with kissing her on. "What was that all about?" she asked quietly.The blonde girl smiled knowingly as she sat down. "I'm not sure. He simply said he had to go," she said in a worried tone. "But you look like you were hoping for someone other than me and Jonar to be the first ones to come down."Being a Ce'al with good control over her body, Myka was able to fight down the blush that threatened to wash over her. "I don't know what you mean."She was saved from further probing by the arrival of trays of cheese, roasted. ....................Let me start by saying, I love to crossdress and miss fewopportunities. Whenever my wife was at work and I was able stay insidethe house, I'd wear some sort of girlie clothes and jewelry. How muchI put on such as wig or make-up depends on how much time I can stay EnFemme.My wife knows about it but isn't very receptive so I keep it tomyself. If I could stay En Femme all of the time and nobody cared suchas family, friends or neighbors I would; but everybody is sojudgementaI so.