A story about a boy and a girl

I have had an obsession with pantyhose for as long as I can remember. I’ve always admired the look and feel of sheer hosiery on a woman’s legs, and I eventually started wearing them so I could enjoy the silkiness on my own legs. This led to wearing women’s clothing, underwear and shoes, and I reached the point where every time I saw a woman in a beautiful outfit, my admiration for her appearance was quickly replaced with wanting to wear her outfit, to be able to show off my feminine body and style. And this led to my desire to not only look like a woman, but to be able to experience life as a woman, to do all those wonderful things it says over there in “About Me”. (And hopefully someday I’ll work up the nerve to share that with my GF and we can make that happen – but that’s another story!)

And that is how Elise was born. She is the woman I am in my imagination, my fantasies, and on Rachel’s Haven (more about that wonderful place in another post.) She is a tall, brunette woman with a joie de vivre, a fabulous wardrobe, and a passport stamped from exotic places around the world. She is equal parts tomboy and glamour girl. She still believes in the old-fashioned notions of romance and being treated like a lady, but will be so very kinky with any gentleman that takes the time to properly seduce her. I wish I could have some way to temporarily become Elise (perhaps a magic spell or bodysuit, or my own personal team of makeover miracle workers) and be able to live her life for a while. But at least for one wonderful week later this month, my fantasy will become reality!

Who are you in your fantasies?
Ciao! Elise