For some reason got to thinking about the first woman I met after my divorce twenty-five plus years ago.
Often wonder what would have happened if I kept the friendship up, as I had told her why I was divorce. She didn't approve of what I had like to do but was willing to be friends. At the time I wanted more than just friends, had to prove that I was a male with needs. Now looking back should have fess up to myself and admit what I was. My life might have been different then what it is now. Might be living as a woman now or a cross-dressing male. Either way I would be dressed as a woman 24/7/365 a year and would be out to everyone that I knew at the time.
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