There was a brief period of time in my young adult life when I wasn’t a baker. I was 21, had just finished my apprenticeship and was looking for a job. It just so happened that a friend of my parents owned a strip-mall in a small interior town and this mall had an empty store in it. So friend-of-parent had a great idea. He could lend seed money to some poor young sap to go up there and open a business. He’d make more interest on his investment than the bank would pay, he’d get rent on a chronically empty spot and since he was an absentee-landlord having someone by the short and curly’s in there would make it easier to keep tabs on all the tenants.

Like most 21 yr olds I thought I was much smarter than I actually was so I took his cheque, packed everything I owned into my ’67 Chev Biscayne (with 3-on-the-tree) and Feltch (my cat) & I headed off to this town (pop 2500) where I knew absolutely nobody.

I met Cobalt at a ‘tacky party’. I showed up with 3 warm beer and a half eaten pizza and I may have been wearing a Hawaiian shirt. Anyway, Cobalt thought that was pretty funny and he became my first new friend. He was short and stocky with a thick beard and huge hands. He seemed to know everybody in town and everyone seemed to like him. We were at the pub a couple of months after that first meeting and we were at a table with a bunch of other people when Cobalt asked (loud enough for all to hear) if I was gay. All talking stopped and all eyes were on me. Clearly this had been the subject of much debate and Cobalt being Cobalt just came right out and asked. So I put my hand on his arm and said, “I’m sorry Cobalt, but I’m not. I’m really flattered that you asked though and I hope we can still be friends.”

Well he just thought that was the funniest fucking thing anyone had ever said to him and we’ve been friends ever since.

Cobalt introduced me to amateur theatre. I think I was involved in three productions during the thirty months I lived there. The last one I did was The Death and Life of Sneaky Fitch. It’s kind of a spaghetti-western with lots of  cowboys and only three bit parts for women. When they held auditions Cobalt and I and 1 other guy were the only males who showed up, but there were lots of women. So it was decided that we would do the entire production in drag. Cobalt was Maroon, the dance hall girl and I was Mrs. Vale, the undertakers wife. This was 25+ years before I identified as a sissy, but there are pictures and maybe even a video. The weekend before the play opened, the three of us ‘ladies’ got all dressed up and went to all three pubs in town to sell tickets.

A couple of other points of interest…prior to the start of the play,  I’d been sleeping with the woman who played my husband. She had told me when we first started going out that monogamy didn’t work for her and I thought that was fine, but I remember being  jealous when I knew she was with someone else and intensly turned on when we got together again. It’s to bad neither of us knew about cuckolding, we would have had fun exploring.

An old boyfriend of hers from the city was in town during the run of the play and she didn’t have sex with me at all. So I started bonking the director…mostly just to try and piss off the undertaker I think. Anyway the director had just left her husband and I was the rebound guy. A week after the play closed I closed my shop and left town. I talked to Cobalt a couple of months later and he & director lady had hooked up. They’ve been together ever since. They moved to an even smaller town about 15 years ago and I was the best-man at their wedding.

It had been a couple of years since I’d talked to them so I called last night. It turns out that they became Grandparents 6 weeks ago. He says it’s not so bad. We joked about getting older and wiser wider. It was nice talking to him. He’s good people.

Ok, there was a point to this…When Cobalt got drunk enough he’d do this trick: He could suck a string in through his nose and pull it out of his mouth. Then he’d hold both ends and slide them back and forth (in and out). It still makes me gag  just thinking about it. He always said ‘chicks dig it’, but I think they just liked his big hands and his freakishly long tongue. Anyway, right after I finished talking to Cobalt I sat down at the computer and saw this….

Cheers,

♀ & sss

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1. 

   OMFG!!!!! Wow, I love your BLOG and have read quite a bit. My husband has just discovered himself, well to the point where he would admit it anyway. I have read a lot of what you have written and really like it. You seem real and make all this new different stuff seem normal, which I love. I never intended for this to be my first post, but I saw the picture and blew wine out of my nose at the computer screen. LOL
   So anyway, I will do a more formal introduction at a later date when I a bit more composed.

   Comment by Mistress Kim — May 17, 2010 @ 3:48 pm

2. 

   Well, hello Kim. Any day I can get someone to blow wine out of their nose is a good day indeed. It is nice to know that after almost 4 years of blogging we still get new visitors. This blog really represents our journey…of what it means to be a sissy and the challenges of being married to one. If something comes up in your own journey that isn’t addressed here (yet), please feel free to email us. We look forward to hearing from you again soon.

   Comment by admin — May 17, 2010 @ 7:00 pm

3. 

   Wait a minute, your wear women’s clothes?

   Comment by Teresa Bowers — May 18, 2010 @ 4:03 am

4. 

   shhhh, it’s a secret.

   Comment by admin — May 18, 2010 @ 4:20 am

5. 

   LOFL! That picture is funny!

   I have a friend who can take milk up his nose and squeeze it out of his tear ducts. Pretty sick lol

   Becky xxx

   Comment by Clone A Willy — May 18, 2010 @ 7:57 am

6. 

   I am truly fascinated by your blog and am trying to read it all from the earliest to present. As my Mistress said above I am just truly discovering the sissy side of myself and you are an inspiration to me. I started a blog of my own a few weeks ago and the latest posts are about my new experiences exploring my fem side. It has only been read by a couple of people so far because Mistress is not quite ready for our story to be in the public but she said that I could give you the link if you are interested.

   Comment by sissy slave to Mistress Kim — May 18, 2010 @ 8:04 am

7. 

   Hi ss2MK;
   We’d love to read your blog!

   Comment by admin — May 18, 2010 @ 2:01 pm

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