Just an average old guy that discovered weed on his 61st bday. It’s been two years now and im enjoying different strains and how they hit me. Some turn me into a feral horny little femme. With a tad of attitude. Can you tell?
Tshirt from a shop in Vancouver.
Soooo, I just got off a shopping site. I happened to be looking for more panties, when some lingerie and matching sets of mens bralette and panties came up. My brain felt like someone had kicked a gas can into the fire. And I clicked. On several sets. And now I’m soooo excited inside!!
I started wearing panties at the bequest of a dominant i was getting to know, Crimmus before last. It stuck. And then through starting therapy six months ago and peeling back some ogre layers i discovered a much softer feminine gurly side. I’ve been embracing that. I’ve offered a friend my face for her cosmetics practice. And I’ve been reading here. And tonight… that lightswitch was flipped. I can’t wait to see if anything fits. And that’s the other thing.
Can an older (okay, 63! 🙄) person that’s 193cm and 100kg get away with keeping their beard and wearing lovely lingerie in the hopes of getting a gf or bf, who likes this part of me?
We can but hope. Because I’m not changing me, this time! Thanks for reading. I’m posting with a little trepidation. 😳
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