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Danny "Dani" Joe Hansen, a youth of thirty-two, discovered the joy of cross-dressing as a teenager. He loved the slick feel of nylon as it slid up his slim legs. When he brushed his hand against a new silk dress he literally became aroused. A slender man, he stood a bit over five foot seven inches. A green eyed man with auburn hair, he wore it styled in an androgynous pixie cut. Admittedly, it could be a hard look to pull off, but he thought it both classic and flattering.
He had joined the United States Air Force at nineteen, out of high school. A year later, he married his high school sweetheart. Over the next six years, his wife bore him a son and daughter. But just after their tenth anniversary, she discovered him dressed in her clothes and wearing her makeup.
Morosely, he later kidded it might have worked out if he didn't look better in her clothes than she did. He loved women (and their clothes). He tried to explain, he wasn't gay. He didn't sleep with men or other women. He was faithful. But he just liked the feel, the look, the rush that came from dressing as a woman.
The divorce was ugly, the alimony backbreaking. Worse, the Court granted him limited, supervised visitation of his children. Oh yes, the final crushing blow came when the Air Force discharged him.
It's been two years since the divorce. He stopped drinking six months ago. A kind, gentle man, he feels like he's finally getting back on his feet. And he looks for work as a slim, stylishly dressed woman in her early twenties.