#314761 - As I approached and handed him the can he reached out and put his hands on my hips, pulled me towards him and kissed me gently on the lips. I had been living in my little studio flat for about a year and I have to admit, after a string of disastrous relationships co-habiting only to get chucked out when it went wrong as they found out I was a transvestite, was fantastic to have my own space especially as I loved to feel feminine and dressed as a woman every opportunity. What I really longed for was a handsome hunk who made my heart race and I would be a total slut for and he would fulfil all my womanly desires but would the dream man ever be real? I am very lucky really, I am five foot six, 10 stone and a size ten with a small round face and when I have been to way out club or transmission I have got lots of attention from men and positive comments from other girls.