Here is my live 
 

                     Early Years

I was born outside of Portland,oregon in 1958 to a young conservative couple.it was
a time in history of the Space Race,Cold War and the Sex Symbols.Stars like Marylin
Monroe,Jayne Mansfield,Diana Dorr,and others.

My parents watched the movies of the sixties with women being admired.The movies had sexual innuendoes and tension.As time went on, I saw these women and wished that I could be a girl.One night ,I said that I wanted to be a girl ,I recieved the wrath of  parents. I slappped down as if I said a profanity.

A few years later,some one left a wig at my house.It was blonde.I put it on.I thought I was some movie star.When I was 12,I was babysat by a highschool girl.She was bored, she decided to make me a girl.She put purple hotpants on me with a blouse.She had a wig.Of course there was makeup too!I asked "Cindy" if that makes me a girl.She then took her clothes of and showed her body."This is what a girl looks like",she said.I told her that I want to become a girl.She then told me that all I had to do is tug on my dingdong and my tits and soon I would be a girl.I`m still trying to this day.

                     High School Years

When I entered high School,I noticed how the girls bodies developed.I also noticed
how they walked too.Watching them play sports,with their hair and breasts flopping, made me want to be a female.One year,we had a school spirit day inwhich we were
to dress in the opposite sex.You know what I did that day!, I had help with clothing
wig and makeup from a girl older than I was at the time.Denise was her name.I was
so stunning that she said that she had the hots for me!.No one at school reconized me.

                   After High School

One thing that I did when I graduated from school was,marry Denise,the girl that
transformed me into a beautiful women.We went to college and work together.We also
joined the Washington National Guard so we could paay for college.We did things
together including dressing and go to gay bars as lesbians.All changed when my dear
Denise was killed in a car wreck.I suffered trauma by seeing her die and having her
blood and brain tissue all over me.That was 15 years ago.I have not been able to work because I still get flashbacks of the accident.I purged all feminine clothing, including my own.

In recent years,I have started to dress again.I even attended a fun real enfemme.I
was found out when in haste, I signed the card of condolence in my male name.the
widow knew me and thought it was funny.

Today I enjoy dressing enfemme and be with my fellow friends who enjoy the feminine
lifestyle at some of the T-friendly bars in Portland,Oregon.I also enjoy reading the
fe-mail that is sent to me.About changing my sex, I`d do it if I had the money.It seems that a number of us are in the same boat.So if you have a lot of money to burn, plop it on the TV repair man, (the Doctor) and I`ll hop on the table and spread my legs and lose my unwanted growth.