Sometimes the smallest things give a crossdresser away.

I received a lovely message this morning from one of my members, Leticia. They wrote a lovely description that I feel I should include below.

“It’s always a treat to hear from you, your stories are so clever and sexy. I am fortunate to live on the outskirts of a small town, and the road out front leads into open country, through farmland all the way to the state line, and across a river. I try to take a long walk every day, and it’s a perfect chance to practice my feminine walk, flowing with a graceful sway. I am wearing running shoes, but I don’t need high heels to swing my hips. It helps me feel like a woman.”

This reminded me of an incident many years ago. I felt it worth recounting, as sometimes we give ourselves away without even knowing it. You can see my reply below.

Hi Leticia,

What a lovely picture you paint. I am so lucky to have so many wonderful members. You remind me that once, years ago, I had a friend who was studying kinesiology. They watched me walking down the street one day, before I’d really emerged as being so very gender fluid and came running along after me very excited.

“Do you know,” they said, “that you walk exactly like a woman. I can see your hips swinging and the motion you use in your gait — it’s so very feminine. I’ve…