Where my experience may be a little different is the unwitting opportunity that I was given by my teachers at an all boys high school by appearing in Romeo and Juliet as Juliet. It probably wouldn't be allowed now but in the true Shakespearean tradition I appeared on stage as a girl. For this I needed a bra which was bought for me by my parents and stuffed with cotton wool. 

I also took the opportunity of wearing the briefest panties that I could find underneath a lovely white long chiffon dress and a fairly see through night dress in the bedroom scene. Yes this is actually true!!!

If I wasn't into cross dressing before this episode in my life I certainly was afterwards! I just couldn't stop… but of course had to keep everything secret. And that's the way it has been up until about two years ago. I then spent a night in a hotel in London where there is a regular transvestite night. For all the evening you are dressed and socialize with fellow TVs and then can go to the privacy of your bedroom for any further activity.

This was where I had my first date with another TV who really opened my eyes to a new world. I moved from being a closet cross dresser into recognizing that I really was a transvestite and from then on there has been no going back. My wardrobe has grown, I've invested in a gorgeous pair of silicone boobs which when stuck on bounce just like real ones, I'm really efficient with the makeup and most of my body is kept as smooth as a baby's skin.

As yet I haven't come out though completely. I think I'm more worried about being recognized by colleagues from work than anything else. Sad isn't it. I have confided in a couple of very close friends whose first reaction was that I was becoming a transsexual. In a sense it would be easier to explain that but its not easy to explain that you want to remain a man and that at certain times you still like to be a man yet through your feminine side you have a desire….a need, to dress in women's clothes to feel completely at one.

Many transvestites find life difficult I know. Fortunately I am happy, I love being dressed, I love being admired and I love the feel of soft silky clothes next to my skin. Although I can't wait to get out of male attire, I am able to put up with it if I have to…. JUST!