“It’s hard, isn’t it?” said a female voice next to me.
I opened my eyes to see a woman sitting beside me.
“What?” I asked.
She smiled at me.
“I saw you at the formal apparel show and I have seen you sitting here several times in the past. There is a way I can help you,”
I was quite taken aback at this woman. Exactly what was she talking about and what was she after, I wondered to myself.
“What do you mean? I don’t even know you,” I said.
“I know you don’t. I am Sharon Evers and I have helped many young men like you. If you are interested in a way out of your conundrum, so to speak, I am willing to help you.
“I am quite familiar with men like you who take great pleasure in crossdressing and showing off a very feminine appearance,”
I thought for a minute. She had a pleasant face and seemed to be genuinely interested in me but I wondered how she knew about my desire to crossdress.
“Well, what do you have in mind?” I asked with a dry mouth.
“First of all, once you begin you can’t go back. You must be willing to make a commitment for the rest of your life. Is that very clear?”
She had a very serious look on her face as she spoke.