For many years, I had to dress in the confines of my own house, wearing a wig which I purchased cheaply in a fancy dress shop, and dressing in my wife's clothes. I had bought a rather sexy bra, some brief panties and lycra hold ups, which I carefully kept hidden. I used my wife's makeup, very sparingly, always making sure that everything was back in its place afterwards!

I had to suffice with rigging my camcorder up to the television and watching myself dressing and acting like a lady, as best I could. All I could do was to lay on my bed and fantasise about the adventures I could have if I knew some like-minded friends.

Then when I discovered new friends on the Internet, I got more adventurous and scoured the charity shops for suitable feminine attire.   I managed to get a pair of size 8 black court shoes (whilst explaining to the puzzled assistant that I needed them for a fancy dress party!).   I also bought for a few pounds a blouse and skirt, but unfortunately choice was limited in my size so the two did rather clash.   I also invested in some make-up of my own.

I was now ready for my first date with my friend Mary , which was to be a photo-session so that I could have some pics to use on this site.    Mary has a very understanding wife, Rosemary, and she was very encouraging and helpful to me on my first outing.   She made up my face quite professionally and explained to me how to bring out my best features.   When I was fully made up to her satisfaction, and the three of us were having a chat and a cup of tea, Mary's wife commented that I had some passable feminine features ... this was an exciting stimulus for me as I had always felt slight feminine inclinations.

Rosemary advised me to get a plain blouse with a patterned skirt or the other way around. So I extended my shop window browsing and purchased a lovely peach coloured, silky-smooth blouse and a smart skirt in clerical grey with a slightly-elasticated waist (as I could not be certain of my precise size and dare not use the shop's changing rooms) - fortunately it fitted a treat when I tried it at home. I certainly felt more confident now for my future meetings.

However, in order to exchange pix with other girls, I needed some in my new clothes, so Mary came to the rescue.  She took quite a number of me, some demure, some daring and some very naughty (but not for this site though!). I still had my party wig and this slightly spoilt the effect, so I believe. I had also bought an imitation pearl drop choker, some matching bracelets and a pretty brooch, just to complement my new clothes. I thought to myself that, now I am more assured, I must invest in a decent wig. Fortunately, a fairly local tranny shop had just the one I liked (although, now having improved my image, looking back, it was a bit over the top!).

The trouble was that, apart from Mary, I did not know any other trannies. I found a popular TV pics site and a carefully worded personal ad brought forth a multitude of replies and that is how I came to know Jane. After a few months' correspondence, we arranged to meet and, for myself, I had a splendid few hours with her.

Jane had a digital camera and I was so glad to get some more pix in my new wig. By this time, I believe I was getting more experienced in my face make-up. Again, Jane took quite a few for my collection.

Next I came across Suzanne, again on the personal ad pages. We arranged to meet at her house, after getting to know each other fairly well by fe-mail, and spent the best part of a day together. What was so pleasant this time was that we could dress before lunch and spend a leisurely lunch-time as girls together

For someone who has spent half a life time as a fellow, sitting down to lunch as a lady and making small-talk with someone of similar tastes and inclinations was really delightful. We were both disappointed when it was time for me to leave.

Since then, I have got together with a number of girl-friends on many occasions and have had a most pleasurable time, especially at parties. I have even found the confidence to venture forth to a tranny night-club at the Philbeach Hotel in Earl's Court ... follow the arrow for more about that.