Shiny and sparkly when dressed as Jo, straight-looking and acting when suited and booted as Michael, we're a married (to a caring and supportive woman who loves me as her wife) crossdressing gay who has reached a time when we're looking for a more meaningful relationship with a man - as well as some occasional no strings fun. Hard-bodied blacks, bearded Daddies, leathermen and skins please form a disorderly queue. Meanwhile admirers who like to wine and dine - and more? - a girl (perhaps while they're away from home, wife and family on business in Birmingham) are also more than welcome.
Having wanted to be a girl as long as we can remember we started dressing regularly when we were a teenager and whereas we like to think we can turn our perfectly manicured hand to anything (secretary, biker babe, French maid or sci-fi girl - if you remember Servalan you're our kind of human - to name but a few) we live for glamour in all its forms - an evening of ice cold vodka, Sobranie cigarettes, parfum, furs, pearls, silk stockings and high heels await those lucky enough to catch our eye. Speak soon cheriè!
