It was only in hindsight, that I could understand my father’s concerns, of what it could do to
It was only in hindsight, that I could understand my father’s concerns, of what it could do to a young, vulnerable boy. A mother dressing her son in her clothes. And to imagine how little father knew of it…. how when he was away from home, she would put extensions in my hair, give us both full makeovers, and dress us both in her sexiest lingerie , for our “girl’s nights”, watching romantic films and pouring over her magazines of scantily clad, muscular men. How also, when my thoughts started to change, when the women which induced wet dreams, began to be replaced by men, I didn’t happen to see the connection. -- source link