Sex and the Sixty (Year Old) Pt 7

My friend Susan is back, after a short hiatus from the world of online dating (“I am NEVER going to do this again, and you can’t make me”). I had my work cut out for me. I gave her a lot of reasons why she should jump back in (“You are a fabulous woman and you deserve a fabulous guy blah blah blah) but it wasn’t until I told her that for lack of anything better to write about, I was planning a 20 part series on my cat.  That’s when she caved.  So Susan is back on the hunt, and I can continue not thinking about my cat.

Here is the latest letter she has received.  I have not made any of this up. My literary talents don’t stretch that far.

Yes, I’m another Cross dresser, transvestite, oh who knows.  I can assure you, I’m harmless and quite entertaining at times! And you can spare me the ridicule and harassment because you should know we thrive on that! I’m married and although my wife is aware of this affliction and has contributed somewhat, she generally does not enjoy or participate in my lifelong hobby.

Please note the use of the phrase “another cross dresser,” implying that he believes that Susan’s Inbox is fill to bursting with cross dressers. I’m thinking that when he has contacted women in the past, they have responded with “Thank you for contacting me, but I am currently in a relationship with another cross dresser, and I have a very small closet as it is.”

Now about all these labels, tranny, cross dresser.. whatever… I like being a boy, I’m not changing my sex nor do I want to live as a woman. It’s a sensual and sexual thing.. suitable for special evening and weekend entertainment. I can actually look pretty good with a generous bit of decoration! ( a few drinks works wonders there too). And oh the fun and games we could have when the Strumpet in me comes out!

This is something I can understand and relate to.  I, also, look pretty good with a generous bit of decoration.  On the other hand, although I have birthed three children, I have never had a strumpet come out of me.

Long ago, my soul was occupied by a very feminine being from Venus. Yes I know, typical alien abduction story, I’ll spare you the details and all that stuff about the “Probe”.. BUT the Strumpets as they prefer to be called will take over the planet Earth on, you guessed it, Dec 21 2012!

I know about alien abduction.  I watch the sci-fi channel, and I’ve seen Donald Trump.  I know about probes. Don’t spare me the details. Please.

My inner soul is now at the whim of the queen of the Strumpets and part of the scouting party that will eventually take over and make all men their slaves. Got your attention now I’ll bet! I’m looking forward to this because the Strumpets will make me the ruling queen and oh the clothes I’ll be able to wear. We would have fun shopping! I prefer the classy secretarial look and love retro anything.

I’m having a problem, here.  I was just getting into the image of the Strumpet Queen. I could maybe in a pinch stretch to Office Donut Cart Slut, but classy secretarial look doesn’t work for me.

I’m not sure why I’m here…

I’m not either, but you’ll have to excuse me.  I have less than 10 months left to prepare for the Strumpet Invasion of Planet Earth.

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