Love is Love
As I write this, I am the recently outed wife of a crossdressing husband by that I mean I accidentally outed him, and in doing so outed myself, during a pretty mundane Saturday at home. Our online shop was about to arrive, and as I am unable to pick up bags of any weight larger than a bag of sugar, I popped to let him know. As I approached him from behind, I caught sight of images... read more