Life Is Good
When I was younger; I would dress as a girl, drive to another town, and walk in the parks. One day as I was walking in the park dressed in a short skirt, stockings, heels, bra, panties, garter belt with wig and make up; my work boss saw me and said I looked nice. He then took my picture on his phone. We talked and he said I now had to do everything he wanted me to do or he would send my pictures to everyone. He made me do many things I never wanted to do, but had to do with him and his friends. I no longer dress and have stopped doing things with men. My life is good now.
— Leroy, 64