I've had an on off affair with dressing as a girl since my early teens when my best friend dared me to put on his sisters clothes during one of our naughtier games. I just fell in love with the feel of nylon and satin on my skin, the swish of a skirt or dress and a little later the click click of heels.

Over the years I have tried to put Rachael out of my mind and my life but she always seems to return stronger than ever. My wife would never accept Rachael so after one or two gentle attempts to introduce her she had to remain hidden when she came to call. Now I am on my own I am finding it easier to spend time as Rachael and just love to do my housework and some gardening in Rachael mode. I'm still very much in the closet and there is no way I could pass so my dreams of meeting other girls are still just dreams.

I must admit that Rachael has two sides to her personality, one that just wants to dress and act like a housewife, wear nice clothes and have coffee mornings and candle lit suppers. The other side goes fishing with mates and watches American Football.