Therapy - Part One

I needed help.  My crossdressing was really causing me problems.  Not the dressing itself, for I loved that, but everything else that came with it.  I was pretty typical, I guess.  I had a lot of “issues” about my being a guy who liked to dress up as a woman.  I loved to dress en femme but hated the idea doing so made me gay.  I wasn't gay!  I was straight!  So, I’d go through all the usual stuff.  Lots of self-loathing, lots of guilt, and I’d do the whole binge and purge thing.  That’s what finally did it.  I’d gone through that one too many times.  I’d just blown a few hundred with my credit card on one of those lingerie store websites and then felt so guilty over it that I’d simply thrown away the entire shipment without even opening it!  Then I felt even worse for having wasted all that much money and not having anything lacy and frilly and femme to show for it!  I needed help!  So I began looking around for it. 

First Time - Again

Last night I went to my first "tgirl" night at Hamburger Mary's in Long Beach.

I'd originally planned on going to Club Shine at the Oxwood Inn up in The Valley.  But, after talking with a gurl I'd met online about it, she persuaded me that T-Girl Saturday at Hamburger Mary's was "IT."  So, I canceled my hotel reservation up in the Valley and made one at the Vagabond Inn down in Long Beach.

I pulled in to the bar at about 21:30 and things really didn't get hopping until about 22:00 or so.  By 23:00 the place had filled up nicely and there were a whole bunch of "gurls" lining the back wall.  It was fun to watch even as I was in full-up boy drag.