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My wife talked me into getting my nails done at a local salon. She said if your going to dress up in my lingerie, then you need to get your nails done properly. She knew I would do anything to dress up in her stuff and be with her… I agreed and she made an appointment to go there late on a Saturday at closing to avoid being embarrassed.

So I go there and it is a bunch of Asian women speaking another language and smile at me. I confirm my name and she says we expecting you and takes me to a small treatment room in the back. She said here is special room, nobody can see you in the shop here. undress and put on these shorts (they were Pink!).

Next she comes in and tells me to lay on the table to get ready for my treatment, and she says she will do aroma therapy first. I close my eyes and smelled something strange and it made me sleepy and I was out. I wake up and there are 4 women working on all areas of my body, and I start to ask what is going on and I was asleep again….

When I woke up I was naked, and my finger and toenails were done in Red nail polish, I had been waxed smooth from head to toe, and my eye brows plucked, and fake lashes applied (semi permanent I found out later) and my hair was styled in kind of a woman’s style. WTF is going on is all I could say, and where are my clothes…. the Pink Shorts were replaced with Pink P.anties. The lady handed me a pink wrap around nylon robe, and said you need to go out the back door, your wife is waiting for you.

She said everything paid for, thanks for nice tip! She held the door open and my wife was in the car and put the window down and said hurry get inside. I quickly walked out in the salon slippers and when I got in she said your clothes are in the trunk, you can have them back at home. She handed me a bag with a B.ra that matched my underwear and a dress. She said put these on now before someone see’s you.

I objected, and she slammed the brakes and said do as you are told, or get out of the car right now. She was serious, and I dressed as instructed and she was sweet as can be… then she handed me open toe shoes in my size and a pair of thigh high stockings. Put these on and you will look less obvious walking into the Hotel… I am like what Hotel as I got dressed as instructed. She said shut up and do as you are told.

We arrive at a nice hotel across town and she pulls in front and gives the keys to the valet. We walk inside and there are not many people around and she apparently already had a room for us as she walked directly to the elevator. Once inside she presses 12 and tells me tonight is a special night I have planned for us, and for you to really enjoy dressing up and having fun with me the way you like in ladies clothing. She smiled that your going to have S.ex smile and hugged me.

The door opens and she leads me to the room, and the door says it was a Suite. She says are you ready for fun? I am like oh yes, lets do this…. she opens the door with the room key, and pushes me inside…. a bunch of people turn the lights on and yell surprise. It was people from work, and my Boss, neighbors, friends, maybe 40 people. My Wife stands in front of me, and announces thanks to everyone for attending my Husband’s coming out party, from now on Tom will be known as my Wife Tina…. everyone claps and cheers… and congratulates me…

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I’m nothing but a disloyal masochistic w****.
Moaning a different woman’s name every week.
And no fang makes the difference for me except for yours.
A void that a woman makes in a week hurts more than one for years.
Blood runs down my arms in this bustling broken city.
I leave a trail of red water that rusts against the stone.
Each connection I make feels like forever.
And they last as long as the fire of a candle.

I don’t mean anything to you in the end.
I’m just a face that you keep around for nothing.
You think that all I care about is myself.
You think that I don’t want to give myself away to you.
But I understand because I’m broken anyways.
So I can’t blame you for leaving.
And I don’t want to hold on to hurt you.
So I suffer. Painfully. Alone. Screaming. Wailing. For you.

You’re disgusting. You go find another woman already and talk to her? You didn’t want her to
look at your poetry, you just want a woman to be around so she can take care of you, so she
can make you feel the way you want to feel. That’s all you want, right? It’s all you want.
You just want me around so I can make you feel happy, you don’t care for me at all, and if
you did, you would be different. You’d be different, you’d change. You’d do anything for me,
even if it’s me leaving. If you REALLY loved me, you’d let me leave forever. You’d let me
leave forever and forget about me. That’s what you’d do. That’s what you’d do. That’s exactly
what you’d do. You disgusting w****. You disgusting w**** of a man. Your face is disheveled,
your body is configured incorrectly and you aren’t caring in the slightest, you rotten sulking
statue of a man. But I still care about you. You are an unkempt and hapless soul.

You need to stop talking on the internet and you need to go get a job and get out of my house.
You do not have the power to tell me what I can and can’t do because you constantly demand
everyone and you are rude to everyone.

I’m sorry, your application has been denied and we have decided to move forward with other
candidates. I’m sorry, I’m going to pull your f****** teeth out the top of your head and
scream and wail as I cry knowing I have just committed a grand atrocity and will NEVER EVER
be able to feel innocent again in my f****** life because I finally grew the courage to push
myself that far to violence! But I’ll never do it because I hate being angry and I want to be
happy. It is hapless. It is hapless. It is hapless.

Give me my ring back, you don’t deserve it because you are an unkempt and hapless f****** soul.
You made me pull my hair out and you’re going to give me a heart attack and you made me waste
all my money on your worthless a**. You stupid w****.

In the words of someone who goes forward with nothing but their own goal in mind, someone who is
quite similar to me, I will say that I greatly fear death and pain, yet I do seek the thought
of it. It’s why I’ve never killed myself because I fear pain and I don’t want anyone else to
kill me. It is all equally horrifying. Similarly, pain is all I know.

You stupid w****. You’ve lost your novelty to me. I ate your time like a bag of potato chips
and you mean nothing to me. After all I’ve given you the least you can do is do it all back.
Learn to reciprocate, you valueless paramour. You are so hollow that you are at the point of
philandering, moseying your way into the thresholds of pain. I’ve lost interest in you, you
worthless boy.