Just reminding everyone to read my poem - It is quite humorous - and I'm sure most of you will relate to it.

Hi Girls

Just finished writing my first Tranny Poem - which is based on my life and coming out - so I guess many of you might find some connection with it - I've tried to make it humorous, yet touching - I hope you like it.

Stepping Out

I was just a young boy, sort of going on seven
When something happened, thought I was in heaven
A pair of mum’s panties got into my draw
I tried them on once, and then wanted more

Soon I was raiding my big sisters closet
If I get caught in here, I know that I’ll cop it
Trying on stockings and dresses and slips
I’m sure she’ll notice the one that got ripped

I was left home more as I got older
So playing at dress up I got bolder and bolder
Now I’ve got my collection of panties and lace
But how do I put all this stuff on my face

In my teens I was frightened in case I got caught
Didn’t dare show off the things I had bought
A nice little wardrobe I slowly acquired
Some sexy, some frumpy, some tarty, some tired

Soon I thought, time to venture outside
But lets do it at night, in the dark I can hide
And I don’t want to look like a bloke in a frock
So what do I do to hide this big... bulge

Then I met a cute girl and learnt how love feels
But she’s not going to like me wearing high heels
And wearing femme clothes I felt guilt and remorse
Only one thing to do, dump the wardrobe of course

But losing my wardrobe was such a distress
That soon I was back again shopping at M & S
Driving round dressed after work in my car
Longing for trips that would take me afar

Raiding her wardrobe when she was away
Perhaps if I tell her, then we can both play
So steeling myself I dared to confess
And showed her a picture of me… in a dress

But she wanted a man who was handsome and strong
Who’d build her a home where she could belong
She said, “when I’m glamorous and looking my best
It is me you should admire… not the dress

Now the girl in my life is the one in the glass
And I’ve improved the illusion so now I can pass
I go shopping, then clubbing and dancing till late
Told friends this girl Rikki, it’s Rick your old mate

Now I need to find work where I can be who I am
Dressed up to the nines and looking most glam
See since stepping out my life’s been in a whirl
Cause in the mind of this man, there’s a beautiful girl.

by Rikki Radoula

Very appropriate! http://mywebpages.comcast.net/fashionlab/Images/Smileys/Smile03.gif

That's the textbook situation, for most of us.