DEAR CURMUDGEON: My husband and I have been married for 10 years and have a 9-year-old daughter. My friends and family adore him. He's a wonderful husband, a great father, and has been more than I could have ever asked for. However, there's a serious issue I can't get past. The short version: Almost a year ago, "David" told me he liked to dress in women's clothing. It was definitely a shock. I asked him a lot of questions, like for how long, when, etc. He informed me that he'd always felt that way, but no one else knew. He promised to keep it from our daughter and not do anything that made me uncomfortable. I promised not to breathe a word to anyone and tried to get on with our life together. Then a few months ago, I walked in on what I thought was another woman in our house. I was ready to ask who she was when I realized "she" had on my clothes and that she was David -- from full wig to high heels. I couldn't look at him. He apologized profusely, saying he hadn't expected me to see him and it wouldn't happen again. I thought I was dealing with this news well enough, but I was wrong. Seeing him hit me like a freight train. I love him and want him to be happy. But I want to be happy, too, and I just can't get that image out of my head. Whenever we are together intimately, I visualize him standing there in my clothes and lose interest. I've even had dreams about it. I don't want to tell him how much it hurts me because I don't want to hurt him, but I'm not sure how to move on.DEAR 'WOMAN': Your husband is a freak. And you're an idiot if you think you can live with him. You will NEVER get over seeing him like that and unless you are prepared to see him that way the rest of your lives - either mentally or actually - kick his sissy ass out.
--- I'M THE WOMAN HERE
Fuck sakes. A real man don't go around dressing up as a woman, and a real woman wouldn't tolerate it. So do you want to be married to a real man or not?
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4 comments:
I smarter idea would have been to wait until she was out of town to prance about in a bra and thong.
And take lots of pictures.
And then post them in the net...
Somewhere like pussyboys.blogspot?
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