Just a Sad Old Git in a Dress

I'm not sure I'm the right 'fit' for this site any longer. Whether it is what I want from the site being different what everyone else is after… who knows.

My working life is quite stressful so when I'm not working I like to be able to relax and chill out. That way is more natural to me, my normal state of being you might say. It takes a lot to knock me out of that frame of mind. But lately I have found that I'm getting wound up when using this site and as a result I'm not enjoying it as much as I used too. So I'm getting this feeling that it would probably be better for me if I just didn't bother.

So what has sparked this, hopefully, cathartic rant.

I don't get chance to dress that often so when the possibility of having four uninterrupted days of dressing fem came up I though ahhh bliss.

So about an hour into camming on the first night I get the pushy predatory tranny….great. I really, really detest pushy people. What I really want to do is to tell them to f' off, but I think I'm too polite or something. So...going to a car park on the pull is not me, it never has been me, it never will be me. I'm happy for you if that is your thing but it's not mine. Rather than be impolite like I should have been, I just logged off for about an hour in the hope that when I came back on she wouldn't be there.

Well I come back on and next I get someone I tried to arrange a meet with. Now sorting out dates for meets is not easy for me. I'm self employed and I will always put paying work before frivolity. Unfortunately I had to cancel a meet with her, well in advance of the date I might add, due to getting a job down south. Then I get the feeling that due to the failed meet I'm at fault, shit. Is she is trying to get me on a guilt trip or something. F' it, that's the last thing I need honey! If you don't want to try to arrange a different date again fine, just don't keep banging on that I failed to meet you when I gave you plenty of notice, no hotel was booked, no one ended up out of pocket.

Then you have to put up with the endless stream of random unsolicited pm's by ignorant wankers wanting to you to show them your cock or wanting you to look at theirs. Look, I ain't going to drop my knickers for any random. Also I don't want to see your cock. I've got one in my knickers, I know what they look like and I know what happens when you rub them.

Well that was the first night and lets just say after an incident on the afternoon of day two I just couldn't be arsed any more.

Now you have read this you may think well it's her own fault and I'm sincerely happy with that, they are your opinions. But for me I it could be time to call it a day. I might pop in from time to time to see what's happening but then again I might not.

Either way I'll still be enjoying being a sad old git in a dress.

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