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Hello. My name is Laura Ann Lacy.� I am thirty-something years young.� My figure is 38, 28, 36, with help, of course.� This is my biography. |
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I am a completely heterosexual crossdresser.� While I was a bachelor, I dated around a lot and only dated females.� I have been married for 12 years. I have a stepdaughter and a son.� My wife used to know about my crossdressing and assisted, but no longer does. I'll explain that a little later.� I dress alone now and have made many friends in cyberspace.� I have met one of my cyberspace friends in person, but that is all so far. |
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As with most crossdressers, I started as a teenager experimenting with my mother's panties, pantyhose, and heels. I got my Mom's coffee pantyhose, a pair of white panties, and a pair of brown suede heels that she owned and sneaked into the bathroom late one night to experiment.� Needless to say, I was electrified and was hooked!� I hid these items and continued to experiment with her clothes.� To be perfectly honest, I was still a virgin at this time; therefore, I did not get the sexual thrills that I do now.� It was more for the excitement and the feel of women's clothes. |
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When I moved out on my own, I did not dress for many years due to the fact that I had various roommates with whom I shared apartments until 1988.� I then began to live alone and very soon wanted to experiment. |
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I wanted something more, so I solicited the help of a girlfriend who I dated occasionally.� She was the type of person who would try anything once.� I told her that another girl that I had been dating had said to me that I had no idea what it was like to be a female and be "hit on" or "flirted with" and dared me to "dress up" as a girl and go out.� My friend thought it would be a blast and jumped at the opportunity! This was in March of 1989. |
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My first purchase, with the assistance of my friend, was a dress that had a blue top section and black bottom skirt (picture to the right), along with a pair of earrings, wig, corset, pantyhose and heels.� I was to wear a pair of dancer's flesh-colored tights under my black pantyhose to hide the hair that existed on my legs. |
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On Wednesday, March 14th, immediately after I got off work, we had a "dress" rehearsal.� I went to her apartment and she told me to change into my outfit and she would work on my makeup.� My heart was racing with excitement! |
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My "little black dress". Doesn't every girl have one? |
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| I came out and she said that I would make a very pretty girl!� She instructed me to sit down in the kitchen on a chair in the center of the floor and cross my legs like a lady.� She said she wanted to work on everything to make me as passable as possible.� She worked on my makeup for about an hour.� She then applied some additional jewelry of her own to touch off and accent the outfit. |
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When she was finished, she told me to go look in the mirror. I was shaking as I attempted to walk like a lady in my 4 inch heels to view the new creature that I had become.� When I looked, I could not believe what I saw in her full-length mirror!� I did look like a lady and according to my friend, was very passable!� We sat there in her apartment chatting like a couple of girlfriends for quite a while.� She worked on my feminine mannerisms and my voice throughout this time. |
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She then caught me off guard by telling me to go home and leave my outfit on and practice my new mannerisms.� I thought I would just change back into my "normal" clothes and go home for the evening.� I was scared stiff knowing that I had to walk outside, down 3 flights of stairs, across a parking lot to my car and then drive home!� Luckily, it was now after 8 in the evening, so it was dark outside.� I did as she said and packed up my male clothes and placed them in the garment bag that I kept my female clothes in and went out the door. |
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As I stepped outside, a flood of emotions went through me. Fear, excitement, freedom, I can't describe them all!� I carefully went down the stairs and began walking to my car.� To my immediate surprise, I heard catcall whistling from one of the other apartments!� I also noticed some other male persons were watching me as they were either arriving at home or leaving, I do not know which! |
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I carefully placed everything in my car and then in a very ladylike manner, got in myself.� I drove home, carried my things in, and for the rest of the evening, watched television and practiced being a lady! |
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On Friday, March 16th, I went back to her apartment again after work and we began the transformation again.� I dressed in the same outfit and she wore a red suede skirt and jacket outfit with red boots.� Needless to say, she looked awesome herself and by the way, was very attractive anyway. |
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We stopped to get gasoline in her car and I pumped the gas as she went inside to pay.� I again received stares and heard whistling from the men at the station while we were there.� I was so excited and felt so feminine and sexy! |
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We drove to a larger city and prepared to go into a local bar. I sat with my legs crossed and worked on my mannerisms in the passenger seat as we chatted like a couple of long time girlfriends. |
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Once inside, we picked a spot near the end of the bar and ordered a couple of drinks. To make a long story short, we chatted throughout the evening, got flirted with, and even danced a few dances! It was unbelievable! My friend began telling me about guys she was hot for at the bar and how she even though of me as one of her girlfriends. She also kept telling me about the guys that were checking me out. |
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We drove back home very early the next morning and I went home a fell asleep in my outfit.� Needless to say, the evening touched a side of me that I did not know existed and wanted to feel more of.� I kept dressing in private for many years, but never ventured out during this time. |
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In 1991 I met the woman who is now my wife.� After telling her that I once dressed as a female for a masquerade party and showing her pictures (I did not tell her how I wanted to go out dressed as a female), she said she could do a better job because she was a Mary Kay makeup consultant.� I said I would love for her to try. |
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When we got home that evening, I got dressed and she began to make me up.� Needless to say, she was better and made me look better, which I did not think was possible!� I wore a hounds tooth suit that I had purchased in the past with black hose and heels.� We had the most awesome evening together!� The sex was unbelievable!� We continued this until 1994, purchasing additional outfits and she taught me how to apply my makeup.� I would surprise her on a few occasions and dress myself to have a day as girlfriends and lovers! |
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In 1994, our son was born who is the joy of both of our lives as well as her other child, my stepdaughter.� This cut out the joint dressing. |
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I now dress alone and in secret so that I am not discovered.� My wife did not want me to dress any longer due to the fear of being discovered by my stepdaughter & our son, but I could not give it up.� I have been dressing a few times a year when they are out of town or when my job takes me out of town.� I go out to movies, shopping, or sometimes to a local bar that caters to crossdressers.� I have gotten hit on in straight establishments, but so far, I have been able to handle it. (Click here to see more pictures) |
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I am looking to make friends that can be just that, friends! |
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Feel free to Fe-mail me and I will do my best to respond back. |
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I hope you have enjoyed reading my story as much as I have enjoyed writing it! |
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Hugs & kisses, |
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Laura. |
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Click here to go back to the first page. |
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Fe - Mail Me !! |
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