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The Letter
By: Janet Jean
My fianc?e finds my stash of "women's clothing." I
hadn't found the right moment to tell her about Janet
Jean. My procrastination could cost me the woman I
love.
My Dearest Carol
I have sent this letter to you "registered." I will know
when you have received this, but what I won't know is
if you have read it.
Honey, I pray you read this. When you found my stash
of women's clothes yesterday you said some very mean,
nasty, and hurtful things. You won't return my calls so
that I can explain. Please call me.
Honey, I forgive you, I love you, and I don't want to
lose you. I pray you can forgive me! I have hidden my
crossdressing from the world for so long, I don't give it
a second thought. Until now, I haven't found the right
words to tell you about my deepest secret.
Let me clarify that I'm not a pervert, I'm not gay, and
I'm not two timing you. I am a crossdresser, I'm
heterosexual, and you're the only woman in my life.
The clothes you found are mine, all mine.
My crossdressing started during summer vacation, the
summer I turned 14. Mom and Sally had gone to the
doctor and then they were going shopping at the mall.
They hadn't planned on coming home until late. I had
my chores to do, but I was on my own to get them done.
No sister pestering me, and mom wasn't there to keep
telling me what I had done wrong. I had mowed the
front lawn, cleaned the pool, and was cleaning the
changing rooms and showers, the boy's room was done,
and I had started on the girl's room. Lying on the bench
was Sally's bikini (what a slob I thought as I picked it
up). "Something happened" when I felt the soft, silky,
material. Her bikini mesmerized me. I looked at it, I
fondled it, I rubbed it against my cheek, and I held the
bra to my chest. The padding in the cups made it look
like I had breasts. I took my tee shirt off and slipped
the bra on. I sashayed in front of the mirror and knew I
had to try on the bikini bottoms also.
Fully dressed, I felt wonderful. (From that moment on I
was hooked on women's clothes, I just didn't know it
until much later.) I picked up a hairbrush and brushed
my hair into a high ponytail like my sister wore; my hair
was almost as long as hers. The bulge my penis and
testicles made didn't appear right so I tucked everything
down between my legs. I now looked like a girl, but
more importantly, I felt like a girl. There were a couple
tubes of lipstick on the shelf and I tried my hand at
applying lipstick for the first time in my life.
I finished my chores wearing Sally's bikini, and when I
went in to eat lunch, I ate like a lady. I cut my sandwich
in half, I took a few chips, a couple of pickles, a couple
of olives placing them in the center of my sandwich, I
poured my Pepsi into a glass and then sat at the table to
eat. I left a lipstick stain on my glass; an electric feeling
went through my body as I stared at my lip print. When
I finished, I washed my dishes (something Tom would
never do, "that's woman's work.")
I decided to take a swim. Diving into the pool I felt the
water tug at my bra, underwater, I screamed with joy?I
was so happy, I felt so good. I would swim to the
shallow end and walk out of the water pulling my top
down and my bottoms up, the way I had seen Mom and
Sally do so many times. I would walk to the diving
board taking small ladylike steps. I couldn't keep my
hands off my bikini. I fondled myself continually (Not
in a sexual way, but in an exotic way.) I repeated this
over and over all afternoon.
I had enough fun and sun for one day so I went into the
"girls" shower; I rinsed Sally's bikini out and hung it on
a hanger to dry, I changed my hair back to the way I
always wear it in a low ponytail. I put my own clothes
back on and made sure my lipstick had been completely
removed. I had had a wonderful day and knew I wanted
to dress up again. The song "My day will come" kept
playing in my mind over and over.
Instead of watching the "boob-tube," I cleaned and
straightened the house. I also dusted and vacuumed. I
had just finished my dinner dishes when Mom and Sally
came home. Mom complemented me on how nice the
house looked. Sally asked if I was sick or something,
then thanked me for doing her chores by slapping me on
the back. I screamed in pain, sunburn pain. Mom said
she would put some Aloe lotion on my sunburn before I
turned in for the night. They told me about their
shopping trip and I listened intently. Tom could care
less about girl things, but after spending the afternoon
as a girl, something had changed inside me. I was very
interested. The hour was late so I kissed each of them
on the cheek and headed for bed.
Mom knocked on my door and came in with the lotion.
She sat on my bed and said,
"what have you done to my son?"
"What do you mean mother?" I asked.
"Your interest in our shopping trip, cleaning the
house. Tommy, you don't normally do those things,
what gives?"
"Nothing mom, I just started and couldn't stop, it's
'no big deal!'"
"Well okay for now," mom said, "take off your top
and I'll rub this lotion on."
As I pulled my tee shirt off, Mom's eyes almost popped
out of her head. She jumped up and slammed my
bedroom door closed. On her return to my bed she
asked,
"What have you done, young man?"
"I just got a little sunburn mom, that's all," I
answered.
" What about you're tan lines?"
"What tan line??(I never finished my thought as I
looked down at my chest. I had not looked in a mirror
all day)
"Oh my god!"
I jumped out of bed and ran to my mirror. You could
see my bikini tan lines. Without thinking, I pulled my
shorts down and the results were the same. Mom told
me to turn around. I started pulling my shorts up and
she stopped me reminding me that she has seen me
naked before. I stepped out of my shorts and slowly
turned in a full circle. As mom applied the lotion I told
her the whole story. She had me roll on my back as she
did my front. When she finished she asked if I enjoyed
my first experience as a girl?
"Oh yes mother, it has been the best day of my life, I
can't explain it, but I felt complete," I said.
"We will talk more in the morning, let the lotion soak
in, I'll be back in a few minutes."
When she returned, I hadn't moved. Mom had me stand
up and step into a pair of pink panties. She then slipped
a matching baby-doll nightgown over my head. Mom
said this is one that my sister had outgrown and it fit me
perfectly.
"It will feel much better on your sunburn."
I spun around and ran to the mirror, I reached under and
tucked my penis in, I was so happy with the way I
looked and the way I felt and I had my mothers blessing
and understanding! With tears in my eyes I thanked
mom and gave her a big hug and kiss.
Honey, I spent the entire summer as a girl. Mom and
Sally taught me everything I needed to be a complete
woman. As I grew older, I had to hide my crossdressing
from the world. When I go home to visit, I spend the
whole time as Janet Jean. I'm not ashamed of who I am
or what I am, it's just that most of the general public
doesn't understand.
Carol, please call my mom (543) 123-9876 or call Sally
(543) 123-5646. Talk to them?you'll find I'm a gentle
caring person. I understand a woman's needs, well, as
much as any man can.
I don't want to lose you. I love you. I have so much
more to tell you. PLEASE honey, lets talk, PLEASE.
You're the only woman in my life. I love you.
For now, love always,
Tom
P.S. Janet Jean loves you too and wants to be your
girlfriend or sister. Please don't shut us out.
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