The Making of a Crossdresser8

I pushed through the door and Zoe tugged my skirt up an inch.

No sooner had we made it to our table, than Carla, Zoe’s best mate dragged me to the dance floor to boogie to Kylie Minogue of all people.

I hate Kylie’s music!

Just give me the girl!

I could see guys lining the railings around the dancefloor as I tried my best to look sexy.

The music stopped and the Dj announced that “Shaz” was 21 tonight and looking for man.

Before I got off the dancefloor, I was besieged by blokes all looking for a dance.

I was like piggy in the middle as I danced around my white handbag in my micro skirt.