Disclaimer ... I do not dress up as a woman.
I do know, however, how to undo a bra with one hand, and this skill is something totally unrelated to this thread.
Anyways, I was hanging around my local sports centre today checking out the menus in the atrium restaurant while grabbing myself an extra large cappuccino. The atrium is located centrally to all the main sports functions, so it is just a coincidence that directly opposite the restaurant is the main entrance to the lagoons. Sat there gently sipping on my extra boost of caffine for the day and glancing at todays daily mail newspaper (it has good crossword puzzles), I noticed this dude dressed like a chick walk into the ladies changing rooms of the lagoons. I was beside myself at first, and questioned myself as to if it was really a man or a ugly/masculine woman going for a swim. A few eons passed and I went back to my coffe and paper. The next thing I know I'm hearing the sounds of walkie talkie beeps, dashing footsteps, and the sight of security personnel. I could have swore I heard someone shout 'pervert' as the same person I saw earlier was led out to a back room somewhere, under arm restraint by several security guards. I put down my puzzle, swiped a menu, and left.
I do know, however, how to undo a bra with one hand, and this skill is something totally unrelated to this thread.
Anyways, I was hanging around my local sports centre today checking out the menus in the atrium restaurant while grabbing myself an extra large cappuccino. The atrium is located centrally to all the main sports functions, so it is just a coincidence that directly opposite the restaurant is the main entrance to the lagoons. Sat there gently sipping on my extra boost of caffine for the day and glancing at todays daily mail newspaper (it has good crossword puzzles), I noticed this dude dressed like a chick walk into the ladies changing rooms of the lagoons. I was beside myself at first, and questioned myself as to if it was really a man or a ugly/masculine woman going for a swim. A few eons passed and I went back to my coffe and paper. The next thing I know I'm hearing the sounds of walkie talkie beeps, dashing footsteps, and the sight of security personnel. I could have swore I heard someone shout 'pervert' as the same person I saw earlier was led out to a back room somewhere, under arm restraint by several security guards. I put down my puzzle, swiped a menu, and left.
