CLANDESTINE ACTIVITIES OF THE CROSSDRESSING WORLD
2015 10 20
I have neighbors across the street that have no life at all. They are not malicious in any way, they are really nice people, but they have no life. So they observe (a nice way of saying it) everyone else’s comings and goings. And they have opinions about everything, most of which they haven’t even tried. For me to leave the house, I have to cover up my feminine appearance. I put on sweat pants or PJ bottoms over my skirt and stockinged legs, making sure that the leg hem is low enough to obscure my shoes. If my shoes are anything but black, then I have to wear men’s shoes and change enroute. Over the top I put on a hoodie with the hood up. I hate hoodies, I won’t buy the best Hard Rock sweatshirt on sale for 90% off if it is a hoodie, but I have an escape hoodie. Also I pre park my vehicle so it obscures me as I open the door to get in. At night I have the dome light shut off. I can walk out my back door and turn the corner to my driveway, walk between my car and the house, with the car door pre unlocked, open it quickly and get in. Then exit my driveway which goes directly towards the neighbor’s window, I make a quick turn down the street. I turn left so my profile is obscured by the right side of the car as I exit their view. The reverse applies coming home. They know everything everyone is doing. They tell everyone as if it is the only thing they have to talk about. If we are going on a vacation, the mailman, neighbors, even the contractor roofing the neighbor’s house on the next block will know. I am not kidding! When they find out about my crossdressing, pretty soon everyone will know, the whole neighborhood and more.
So what will I do when I am outed? I am at a point where I probably wouldn’t give a $#!^. I don’t cause anyone any problems. I probably look better when enfemme than most women my age, who are as sloppy as they can get away with. As I walk through The Big Indoor Mall, perhaps I add some class to the place.
But I still will keep trying to maintain my secret because my wife would have a hard time with it, if the neighbors knew. Also I make an effort to expose my wife to my “hobby” as little as possible. We have a close marriage and I don’t want the man – woman relationship to be altered. Women are an odd lot. Everything seems to affect their happiness and desires. From something we said two years ago to (almost) the stock price of Brunswick. So maintaining that sexual spark has no better odds than watching out for icebergs on maiden voyages in 1912 – with the binoculars locked safely away. We all keep trying but the dangers are still there.
The enfemme thrills make it worth the trouble. The buying of the wardrobe and shoes. The pre dressing preparation shaving my whole body. Putting on the whole undergarment system, I never use the term “system” like women do when they don’t know what the system is made of, but the support undies and the panties, slips, corset, shaper, padded panties, are certainly a system. So much to transform. Then the panty hose, Sheer Energy, my favorite part, I love the feel. Next the makeup, eyelashes, jewelry, even a woman’s engagement and wedding band. Now the slip, blouse, and skirt. Finally the shoes and wig. Add a coat and purse, check myself over, and away I go. The preparation is a thrill as I see myself change from one me to the other me. I am transformed. I walk differently, obviously heels do that. But my whole demeanor changes. It takes me HOURS. And I enjoy the whole process.
So if you are in to crossdressing and haven’t gone out enfemme, find a support group and an experienced partner. Take it easy and go to a safe place with that partner. Have dinner in a place that is known for lunch. Or lunch in a place known for late night dining. Start out small and each time, expand your horizons. So far I have had no problems in Grand Rapids, Holland, Kalamazoo, Cincinnati, Milwaukee, Seattle, LA, Chicago. But I regulate the time and place. I don’t go to a biker bar or a sports bar. I don’t go to a place which will be full of teenagers. I have been OUT enfemme maybe 150 times in the last three years. I have a great time!
Crossdressing need not be a crises for everyone involved. Sure some guys want to go the Full Monty and become women. But the vast majority of crossdressers that I encounter just want to have fun, like Cindy Lauper’s song Girls Just Wanna Have Fun.
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