So . . . remember when I fried the shit out of my computer 6 weeks ago? Well it never quite recovered. I thought I had it fixed after I pulled the graphics cards and reformatted, but about once a week since then it just goes wacky. So every week I was pulling out another component or re-reformatting or something. This week was the last straw though – I was down to either the motherboard or the processor being bad, so I said hell with it and replaced the whole damn thing.

I built my new baby myself . . . which will either be good or bad – the last computer I built from scratch was installed in a wooden case with a dowel-rod reset button, drilled holes for a speaker port, and a screendoor patch kit as a dust cover for the fan (singular).

At least I won’t have to worry about overheating my new maching – the case has a 250mm fan in the side. Yes 250mm, almost a foot across. Plus a 120mm in the front and back, and a pair of 80mm fans on the roof. Think I’m a bit paranoid now?

I have been looking for these shoes forever! Ok, well actually just since October 24th, 2003 when I found this post at SockDreams . . . apparently three strap mary janes are a hot commodity and hard to come by! On a side note though, I *LOVE* SockDreams, because who else would find questions about 3-strap maryjanes important enough to list in their store’s FAQ? Besides, they’re a great store, with great socks, great customer service, and they’re TG friendly D

Back to the shoes, these adorable pumps came from an online retailer’s clearance section (and are now sold out), but the label is Flair. I hear HotTopic carries similar shoes from time to time, and that they can occasionally be found on Ebay, but I never had any luck either place. I’m just very glad to have finally found these, as they quickly became one of my favorite crossdressing shoes! Hopefully if you’re in the market for cute maryjanes, I’ve provided you a couple new places to look at least.

These shoes are great with all types of outfits. I’ve used them for a schoolgirl look, a little-girl look (they are about as close as I can get to a t-strap mary jane, which nobody seems to sell anymore ), the girls at SockDreams use them for that unique Seattle neo-hippie-punk look, and of course they are perfect for the vintage look that I’m sporting in the above photo

Speaking of the vintage look . . . I kind of like the way I pulled it off in that pic, what do you think? I like the way my pink skirt sets off the stark black of my shoes, and you can just barely see the little bulge of my package tucked neatly away in my panties

I had an awesome time today doing a photoshoot in the woods D In case you haven’t noticed, I love being outside, and I’ve been waiting for the right opportunity to do this particular shoot. There aren’t many cool locations around where I live, and the ones I’ve found usually have too many people. Normal models can just get dressed up and throw something normal-looking over it, head to a populated location, and take off the covering clothes only when it’s safe. That also makes it really easy to cover up if someone happens to walk by. Well . . . I can’t exactly do that – there’s not good way for me to cover up if someone walks by :blush:

Ok, so I went to this nearby park, and I had looked at Google’s satellite image to figure out a good access point and an area where I could duck into the woods off the trail. I packed all my stuff in a backpack – clothes, makeup, cameras, a mirror, makeup remover, everything. But when I got to the park there were people everywhere! Enough people that they had paved the entire 7 mile trail. Stupid county parks in urban counties

Well I had to figure something out, I’d already packed all my crossdressing gear and spent about 2 hours looking for a spot to jump off the trail at this park So I decided to drive out to my hometown (about 30 min away) and head to the park I used to go to as a kid.

Maybe the significance of this isn’t clear yet. When I was in highschool, I used to walk up to this park from my parents’ house every day during the summers. I know those woods like the back of my hand – including the “safe” areas off the trails. I started taking my crossdressing seriously in highschool, and I had also gotten into Wicca . . . so I found myself a nice little grove of honeysuckle at the top of a hill where no one ever wandered, and I built myself an alter out of rocks I drug up from the nearby creek (I know, I was a weird kid ), and I left the inside of the alter hollow so I could store my crossdressing supplies up in the woods. It seemed ok, as Wicca is pretty open to the idea of sex magic and ritualized sex.

I used to consider the honeysuckle circle sacred ground, and I would frequent it to cast spells. I still dressed up at home when my parents weren’t home, so crossdressing in the park was all about the sex magic. For as long as I can remember, I’ve had dreams about undergoing magical sex changes and turning into a real girl for a night. All of the dreams involved putting on distinctly feminine clothes in a particular order, and pantyhose were always key to the process. So crossdressing in the park was where I lived out these dreams. I would dress up in these special clothes I kept in ziplock bags under my alter, and I would become a real girl for a few moments. I stole a Barbie doll from my sister, along with an outfit that I felt embodied the girl I wanted to be – I distinctly remember purple pantyhose, white boots, and a short skirt – and kept the doll in the alter with my clothes. :bubbles:

I set Barbie on the alter when I would cast a spell asking the spirits to make me a real girl permanently. So I would kneel there carefully dressed in my transformation clothes, concentrating on the Barbie doll in front of me, and jerk off until I left a big load of cum on Barbie’s lap. Apparently I was also a dirty little kid.

Alright, back to today. I returned to the park for the first time in . . . about 10 years. Very little had changed. I recognized all my old landmarks, and found the little trail up to my safe area. Amazingly after 10 years, the little pile of rocks I used to call my alter was still more or less intact, standing in the middle of a now mostly dead circle of honeysuckle. I moved off to one side of the grove for the photoshoot. It felt great to be back. Midway through the shoot I actually found a little piece of lacey purple elastic. I pulled it out of the dirt, and realized it was the waist and leg bands of the panties I used to wear for my rituals. That’s all that was left of the clothes I kept up in the woods (at least that I found), but it was still pretty amazing to see. I really wonder where the Barbie went . . .

OK, that was a pretty crazy story to tell you about my photoshoot today. But it really touched me to go back there, and I felt so at home in a way I haven’t in a very long time. Anyway, the shoot went great and I got some really cool photos. And I left with an annual pass to the park, so I suspect I will be visiting there more often

Yay, it’s Friday the 13th! :cheer: It’s my second favorite holiday after Halloween!

What? Well I already knew I was a bit odd . . . I dress up in girl’s clothes and take pictures of myself for god’s sake! Apparently being a tgirl comes with some other little quirks as well. But that’s just what makes me so lovable and adorable :bubbles:

Work got so crazy this week though that I’m really just looking for any excuse I can to celebrate the fact that it’s Friday. Oy. The good news is I might be changing jobs (just my day job, don’t worry, I will keep running The Crossdresser .com for quite awhile!). The bad news is my new job might require even longer hours, more travel, and I will be working at 3 levels above my payscale! The things I do to try and get promoted . . .

But for the next two days I’m thinking about nothing but crossdressing and the website! And the very tasty bottle of Ardbeg Scotch in front of me

Yup, that’s me lapping up my own creampie out of my new model, Jenny. Well to be fair most of it just sort of dribbled out all over my face But what was left I made sure to lap up! I actually surprised myself with the size of this load. Probably because we were dressed as little schoolgirls in knee-high socks, plaid skirts, and cute panties . . . the whole nine yards Oh, and I had been crossdressing for sets and having sex for nearly 8 hours at that point without cumming, haha.

So anyway, I went back to look at the video, and I probably lost a good teaspoon of cum on the floor when I pulled my quivering little clitty out of Jenny’s hot sperm-filled pussy. Then I caught what I could of the next dribbles on my face, but seeing as this was the first time I had ever tried to eat a creampie, and the first time Jenny had ever tried to control a flood of cum inside her, we had the angle wrong and lost a good bit more on the floor. And the desk. And the chair too. :bubbles:

Then I reached up and spread Jenny’s pussy open thinking there might be just a little left, and a huge glob of cum ran down over her ass. I missed that one too. Plop on the floor. So then I did the porn model thing and stuck my finger in her pussy, and wow! Now I understand why they do that, it was sopping wet in there, cum everywhere, but I couldn’t get much more out. So I gave up and settled for the (sizeable) mess on my face that you see in the pic.

I made the mistake of stopping the camera then, because as soon as Jenny stood up this stream of cum ran out of her, down her legs and all over the carpet. If I didn’t know better, I’d have sworn 4 or 5 guys had filled her up. But no, it was just li’l ole me 0:) Who knew crossdressers had firehoses between their legs!?

Of course everyone knows how airlines have tightened security lately. So usually I just drive anywhere within 8 hours of home without thinking twice. But recently I’ve had to do a good bit of air travel. And I know myself well enough to understand that I’m not going to last for a week-long trip without dressing up at least once. So of course I bring a few outfits, my makeup, and my cameras (can’t leave out my members from the fun ) whenever I travel. The rules about cameras in security, however, are starting to make this a huge pain

My giant new video camera barely fits in an overhead compartment, so I have to try to pack all of my camera equipment into that bag. So I stuff my backup video camera and my still camera into a small bag and squeeze it in to the video camera bag. Because I’m certainly not about to put that stuff in checked luggage! Then I have my laptop bag for work. So when I get to the security screening, I have to pull out the little camera bag, unpack both the cameras in there and drop them on the conveyor by themselves, dig out the big video camera and set it on the conveyor, then unpack the laptop and put it on the conveyor as well.

I am so waiting for a TSA officer to ask me what the heck I’m doing with all that equipment . . . And then there’s the small matter of my fake boobs. Against my better judgement I’ve been checking these guys because I REALLY don’t want to get stopped and questioned about those! Not to mention they wouldn’t fit in my carry-on luggage anyway . . .

Yup, mountainclimbing. What can I say, guess I’ve got a bit of a tomboy streak I spent the past three days backpacking in the Adirondack Mountains. There are 46 peaks in those mountains with elevations over 4000 feet, and on Sunday we climbed four of them, including the second tallest in the range. The photo up top is the lake we started hiking from with one of the smaller peaks in the background

The photo to the left was on from the hike in, it’s a giant sandstone monument that was erected in the mid 1800′s at the location of an accidental shooting death . . . ok kind of creepy, especially since it sits in the middle of a rather eerie bog. But the sun was at the perfect angle and I thought it was really pretty. Plus I was practicing my HDR photography again, and I like the way the photo came out

And just because I want you to feel bad for me ( ), here’s a pic from the top of Mount Algonquin, second highest peak in the Adirondack Mountains . . . during some really crappy weather. It rained ALL day on Sunday, and we were literally hiking through the center of a cloud at the top. Not to mention the 50mph winds. Exciting stuff! Ok, actually I had a great time, even though the weather was pretty miserable for mountain climbing. Plus now I’ll be in great shape to take more crossdressing photos for you

Ok, it’s not quite as new as it was when I first mentioned it, but . . . I’ve only had time to use it once, and it’s still shiny and beautiful. So I will call it new Of course I’m talking about my HD video camera which will let me take stunningly high quality video for my site from now on

Yes, that’s a pic of it (albeit with a little Photoshopping), isn’t it cool? It’s a Canon XHA1. Because I love Canon. My still camera is a Canon, my old video camera is a Canon, my old still camera is a Canon, and my film camera is a Canon. I guess some of it is that I’m used to their products and menu structures and stuff, but they really do make great products. Sony had a camera that’s basically the same as the XHA1, but it didn’t have any features worth switching for and it has lower grade optics. Easy choice

It does take amazing footage (from what I’ve had a chance to play with), and the shape and weight balance make it easy to line up the perfect shot. Of course, most of my footage is taken from a tripod, but it’s nice to imagine the things I could do with it! The only downside is, it’s HUGE. The case I found for it just barely fits into an airplane overhead compartment, which really makes travel pretty exciting . . . but more on that later, hehe.

Wow I just had the most amazing anal toy experience imaginable. I don’t know about the rest of you, but I never understood all the hype about anal sex and the p-spot. Don’t get me wrong, I can find my prostate, and it feels good . . . but no matter how hard I tried, I could never get even remotely close to actually orgasming. Not even with the medically licensed anatomically correct Aneros. Until tonight.

I’ve tried a bunch of anal toys in my time as a porn model Everything from my fingers, to homemade implements, to the Aneros. But nothing could quite get that perfect combination of pressure and comfort. All that changed when I tried the RudeBoy tonight. Well ok, to be fair I tried the RudeBoy a few other times, and it was oh-so-close to being perfect . . . but not quite there. I’ve used a few toys that could get me going pretty good, but even a small butt plug on the right day can make me desperate to cum. But there was something different about the RudeBoy, something that made me think it might actually be right . . .

Maybe it’s the shape. It’s like a giant letter “C”, curved enough that I swore once I got the thing inside me I should see it poking out my belly like the diner scene from Spaceballs (or the original from Alien, but I couldn’t find a clip of that).

Anyway, don’t be scared of it (I’ve not birthed any aliens since playing with it ), but relax and give this toy a little time. It was easy enough to get to the point where I was oozing and dripping pre-cum like never before, but the ride wasn’t over yet! I personally found the vibration feature to be great foreplay (and I usually don’t like vibrating toys), but I eventually turned it off so I could really concentrate on making sure the toy rubbed me the right way. It took a lot of effort to keep my free hand off my cock, but I was determined to find out what this silicone toy could do all by itself.

I was getting really turned on, and my cock was throbbing with every stroke of the toy in my tight ass. Every throb would send this shiver of pleasure up my entire body, and then before I even realized what was happing a huge spurt of cum shot out of my cock as it throbbed. It was very calm and rhythmic, unlike my usual orgasms, but I could tell that my balls had been completely drained. Also unlike my usual orgasms, I was still horny as hell even after cumming all over the place, and my cock was still rock hard.

I continued playing with the RudeBoy for a few minutes, but I never got quite the same effect again. Eventually I resorted to just jerking off to relieve the tension, which was accompanied by only a small trickle of cum at the end – evidence that sure enough my new toy had completely emptied me in one try . . . but still allowed me to have a second orgasm

So after my computer breaking down, I was out of town for a week on business (the real kind of business, not the fun kind). And the first day I was gone I checked my email only to discover a message that my websites had been suspended because they were getting too many visitors!

This continued to happen every single day of the week I was gone. Needless to say, I was not very happy with my hosting company. So I left them for a new bigger faster better server And now TGirl’s Blog and The Crossdresser .com are hosted by Way3.

Of course, because my old host is such a huge pain :fight: they made me transfer my entire site by FTP . . . so it took another whole week to get it on the new server (can you imagine trying to download then upload 30GB of files!?) But Way3 has been great about the entire process, so if you ever find yourself in need of a really cool web hosting company I highly recommend you check out Way3. Ask for Chris, and tell him that Katie-Ann sent you