Work, Work Work...Hello Girls, I've Missed You!

Danny and I watched this movie tonight when the football games ended. It reminded me that I had better get posting again. We had lotsa' fun watching football together. (Particularly half-time!) Anyway, my self-indulgence out of the way, I'll be writing soon, maybe, soon! If you don't know the film...it's "Blazing Saddles"! I figured since my team lost last week I just needed to laugh.....Kisses, Rita

Happy New Year!

I hope you all have a safe, healthy and a very happy new year! If you're staying in tonight with the one you love I hope you do what I do! Hopefully I will be able to contribute more in the up-coming year. I really feel the need for self expression more than anything. I'm still toying with a fiction series that I think about when my head hits the pillow at night. In the mean time I love you all......kisses......Rita!

A Very Merry Christmas To You All!

OMG! Today Is The First Day Of Winter!

I think it's going to be a bad one......hope I'm wrong!

Fashback: Realization!

I had just turned fifteen. I remember it was a warm spring evening. Friday night. My mom had just left for work and Denise was away at school. At this time I was, of course, dressing as the girl I felt I was in front of my family with not a second thought but what they didn't know was what I got myself up to when I had the house to myself for the night. Dressing in my "age appropriate attire" was fine but I wanted much more. Like any other transvestite I also had my secret stash that I kept hidden. At this time I was just awaking to the fact that I was seriously smitten with my boyhood friend and neighbor Danny. My fantasies always involved him. I saw myself as a sensual beauty dressed in the sexiest of lingerie and my most alluring makeup hoping to attract his eye. Therefore, on this night, I began my preparations to turn myself into a sex goddess. I began with a nice warm bubble bath with scented jasmine crystals. I could feel the femininity soaking into my body with every passing second. Gliding a pink razor over my legs as I stared at my red polished little toenails. After rinsing off and patting myself dry I slipped into a long satin dressing gown that belonged to mom. I glided into my sisters room where I had lain out my makeup at her vanity. For the next hour I was in another world as I slowly transformed my slightly boyish face into a picture of sensual beauty. I practiced alot back in those days. After slipping on my long brunette wig and brushing it out I applied my stick-on nail extensions polished to match my toe nails. I opened the little trunk that held my secrets a strapped myself into a sexy lacy bustier, adorned my smooth legs in nylon stockings and slipped my little feet into my 5 inch spiked heels. My clitty was throbbing and oozing as I was thinking about my lover. I added earrings and picked up my lipstick. As I slowly made up my lips to a creamy red perfection I felt a tingling in my tummy. Without even touching "little Rita" she began to spurt out her cream. That was the first time that had ever happened. It was a true feminine orgasm. I just leaned back and let it flow over me. When I caught my breath I stared into the mirror twirling a lock of hair in my long nailed finger. It was at that moment that it really hit me. I was a young girl destined to grow into a woman. I felt like a woman. I was a woman and I needed a man. Danny was going to be that man and I would make damn sure of it. I felt so mature at that moment. I wasn't a fifteen year old boy that night. I was a mature, beautiful and sexually aroused woman. I put on a slinky black cocktail dress and went down and poured myself a glass of wine. I had just started sneaking my mom's cigarettes and taking them and the wine I left the safety of my house and steeped out into the night air. This was also a first. I sat at our patio table and crossed my legs at the knee feeling the cool breeze blow up my dress. I could see Danny's house next door. Suddenly the back porch light came on and he emerged from the house. I was frozen in place. He was just probably taking out the trash because as quick as he came out he went right back in. He never saw me although if he had just turned his head he was sure to see a young woman sitting outside across the fence. That young woman was me. The same woman that earlier that day walked home from school with him although at the time she was wearing jeans a sweatshirt and sneakers. I remained outside for about an hour prying he would come out again and see me. It never happened. That night in bed I fantisised that it did and that we made passionate love through the night. I realized that I truely was that woman. Well it all sort of worked out but you know that! Kisses.......Rita.

...And Don't Call Me Shirley!

I was taking a short business trip and was out of touch with what was going on. I drive a lot instead of flying. (Boston)...so sorry to hear about his passing. He made us laugh. I think I'll hit a local Blockbuster tonight. See you soon....kisses!

Christmas Time Is Here Again!

The weather outside is frightful. Cloudy, and dank..chilly. I'm looking forward to another Christmas Eve with Monica's family. It's always been tradition since I first wrote about it in a previous post. After eight years of this gathering...(people coming ...people going)...Nona decided that I would be "chef". She is very frail now but still in control. She sits with her glass of Gavi and conducts me like an orchestra. I really fear she will not be with us much longer but I treasure what she has taught me and I will pass it on in the tradition of a true chef. Just a thought on a cold rainy night. Kisses...Rita