I set this blog up to allow cross dressers and transvestites to express themselves - and so far? Not bad - thanks to Belinda, Monica, Tammie and so on. Me? I like to pontificate - have an opinion on just about everything - but that's the problem - I'm getting lazy - and would like more support from my readers on just about anything.
Oh! A page that looks like fun. I'm trying to get more on it. TGI.com.
I got to thinking about a fun thing I was introduced to about 40 years ago. It really IS interesting, so if you'd like to try something for a little fun, just get a pencil and paper. You'll be asked a series of questions. You don't have to write excplicit answers, just enough to serve as a clue later on. Okay?
It's called "A Walk in the Woods"
You're out for a walk.
1. What time of day is it?
2. What are the surroundings like?
3. Describe what are you walking on.
4. You see a bear. What is it doing. What is your reaction to it?
5. You find a key. Describe it.
You come to a lake. Beside it is a way for you to drink.
6. Do you drink?
7. If so, from what?
8. Do you go for a swim?
You come to a house. You look inside.
9. Describe it.
You pass the house and come to a fence.
10. What is on the other side?
I'll fill you in on what the questions mean in the near future.
I was thinking about the term "Abuse". I was brought up in large part by a grandmother who had brought up seven sons while having an alcoholic husband during the depression back in the 20's and 30's. She'd thump me - and heavily - if displeased - and often. She'd punch and even knee me. She only slapped me once - and that was when I was caught shoplifting. I remember that episode with deep shame and - sincerely? I'm one of he most honest people I know.
I also spent four years as an evacuee during the second world war with a woman, her husband, and a son who was about three years older than me. No one ever laid a hand on me - but that woman and her son got a tremendous kick out of confusing me on which foot to put my shoes on.
Who was the abuser?
The Serial. Conclusion of "Dolly".