Crossdressing

The Beginning

Like with probably most Transvestites I started with wearing my girlfriend's clothes from time to time. Some day, when I found some nice stockings in a catalogue I decided to buy them. From that day I started to wear stockings and tights under my trousers often. Surely my girlfriend Marian found it out, but I could explain to her (and me), that Winter was too cold for jeans alone. I stopped that again in summer, but when I thought about buying new stockings in May 1997, I saw a simple rubber-skirt and quickly decided to buy. One week later I had decided to tell Marian, when she came home early and surprised me in my skirt. Her reaction was great and since that day we share the wardrobe, since we have got nearly the same size.

Am I alone?

After buying the skirt I realized what was going on with me and the question, whether there are others with this tendency, came up. Sure enough I had heared about transvestite-shows and crossdressers, but I've never seen one in the streets conciously. So I started my search on the intenet, since it was the source of information I knew and managed best, and I found some newsgroups as well as some Homepages of crossdressers and transsexuals. On one of those homepages I read about IRC and Undernet, so I got me an IRC-client and connected to #transgen_cafe on Undernet. Finaly I could talk to others, although most came from USA. It didn't take long until Ornella entered and told me about #trannie.de. I finaly found german T*s.

Why hide?

On #trannie.de I heared about Andrea's CD Infopage, where I read about a Transvestite-Stammtisch at MyLord in Munich, which took place every 1st and 3rd friday a month, for the first time. It was one day too late, when I read about it, so I had to wait for two more weeks. An advantage, since now I could atleast do my first steps with my red 5 inch High Heels in the streets. We took a walk in the middle of the night, so we wouldn't meet someone. Sure enough we met someone walking his dog and sure enough he looked back at us some times, since it surely isn't common for a woman to walk the area in red High Heels at 3 am :-). At least I had learned a lesson: either I am to clumsy or High Heels aren't made for longer walks. So I could buy me some lower shoes before my first real going out.

MyLord

After endless two weeks I was so excited that it took much too long to paint my nails and I realized that I was missing a fitting top to go out. It was summer and I had already put on a summer-skirt, but the only top I liked was a winter-top. Have I waited for two weeks to be stopped by trifles? Surely not. It has already become late, so nobody would see me in the streets and the other Crossdressers surely had equal problems in the beginning. Meanwhile I was so excited and in a hurry (since my preparations took so long), that I didn't think about me going out as a woman, when we entered the car and drove off. It was a great evening and I met the first other Crossdressers with girlfriends. So I wasn't alone with this, too. After that we visited the MyLord also on days without Stammtisch, the first few times I went as a man, but then incresingly often as a woman.

The first time in daylight

Marian and me had planned to go shopping, while I would be dressed as a woman, for a few times, but somehow we always had to cancel it for time- or other reasons. But when I made a date for a shopping-tour through munich with Monica and told her she should look for two women at the trainstation, there was no excuse anymore. So the first time in daylight was a Saturday morning at the mainstation in Munich. More about that day is writen down in "Day of Firsts" on Monica's Homepage.

To be continued.

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