Andyshaw1, 57

My name is Andy and i'm going back to the days when Pete Burns was my top gay idol/ the 80's. this story is true right up to this day.

I was 13yrs old and just starting senior school and i knew that i prefered boys and it grew stronger as i got older, I was tall, very slim, and had perfect hips with real light pale skin. as years passed i started going out and i went to an old club called edwards no 8 in b'ham city centre. in those days u had rock music in there but upstairs there was a sought of chillout room and i walked in there and it was the best thing i ever done walking in there, i was wearing normal boys clothes still then, i sat at the bar and had a drink and i kept looking at 3 young transvestite's sat in the corner and one of them walked over and asked me if i wanted to join them at there table so i did, by now i was 16 yrs old, I told them how i felt about boys and become the best friends iv'e ever had and they took me under there wing and gave me confidence.

Now please remember, in those days people was anti gay and less acceptable and all of my family was anti gay so i had to be very careful and descrete. I finally became the real me and my 3 new friends would get my ready to go out on the town with them and my god i looked good in a tight dress. when they had worked on my face i looked amazing and just like a real teenage girl. i was proud of who i was and spent every night with my new friends going out dancing, Everything was going fantastic right up the age of 18yrs old, then one night when we was walking back to my friends flat and we was stopped by the police and was told something had happened close by and we had to be taken back to our real addresses , well i still lived with my parents and they didn't know about me being a transvestite and i begged the police not to take me home but it was no good. They got my dad up out of bed as i stood there with the police dressed up in my dress and stockings