Crossdressing & Theater

I was young and single when in a charity show in Greenville, TX, a bunch of years ago, when I had to cross-dress at the end of the show. No makeup or anything, and I wore the showgirl's outfit much like an idiot that had never put one on, before. (that was my character) It was the attention I was getting from the women backstage that was wonderful! I kept getting my butt and chest grabbed and fondled, and it seemed like the women were getting more rambunctious as time went on. Finally, one of the married gals actually reached around the cape from either side and through the unzipped gown to grab my butt with both hands. (the back of the gown stayed totally zipped down past my butt, I was too big for the dress) On the one hand, I wish I hadn't worn underwear, but then I would not have been able to go out on stage with the resulting erection! ;-)

I do wish there'd been another show or two. (or an additional week!) The women backstage may have actually gone beyond groping my backside. ;-)