First things first - hello, thanks for visiting. There are really, really rude pictures on here, and if you're not old enough, you shouldn't be looking.

Second, I'm here because I'm an exhibitionist, really. I love the idea of people seeing me dressed as a girl and, especially, engaging in fantasies about me.

Third, being an exhibitionist who enjoys the thought of people fantasising about me, please don't just "like" loads of photos and leave it at that. Leave a comment, leave requests, tell me about your fantasies - I'd love to hear them. If you don't want to leave anything in public, you could always use the Flickr mail thing.

Look forward to hearing from you! x

Mature crossdresser who doesn't bother so much these days.

Photos are mainly from my younger days, although there are some more recent ones too. I try to make it clear which ones are which, but if you have any questions, feel free to get in touch.

I tend to write a little bit about what was going on in the descriptions of the pictures but, again, if anyone has any questions, just ask, /I won't be offended.

Still, what began as my girlfriend at university asking if she could put make up on me one Saturday morning lead places that I'd never really considered. It turned out that I was quite passable straight away, much to her delight. She wanted me to realise what it was like, or more specifically, how differently men treated you when you were a girl, and it was a real eye opener. I got caught out a few times and I was humiliated more than a few times in public, which I found enormously frightening and erotic. She dressed me, at first in her own clothes, and then she'd take "Suzy" out shopping.

That lead to learning about tucking and wigs and shoes, and all that. Then it was going to parties, and then to gay friendly clubs, and then to normal clubs, where I learned about getting groped and how some men like to rub themselves against you. Gay clubs were much less threatening, but less exciting too.

We knew some people who owned a second hand clothes shop in town - this mainly happened in England - and one night, one of the owners who we knew didn't recognise Suzy as being related to my male self. We told her, and she asked if I'd model some of her stock, just for posters inside. I got paid for it - not a lot, but it was a start.

From that, I got introduced to a woman who owned a fetish shop, although it wasn't dungeons so much as leather dresses, lingerie, maid outfits, things like that. She asked about Suzy, and my fees went up, depending on what I would do. At first, it was just dresses, which moved onto maid outfits, and then working as a server of drinks at her parties, which I was also paid for.

Photoshoots then went to including "real" girls then, gradually, male models were introduced and some of the poses, I realised - belatedly - meant I was supposed to be finding them attractive. I'm not gay, but neither is Suzy.

It's a strange relationship, Suzy and me, but I liked it that way and my girlfriend would ask if Suzy was free that week, so I could think about it. and we'd go to parties as a couple of girls, go to clubs, and Suzy enjoyed the attention she attracted from men.

I'll continue this as and when, but I thought I'd make a start.

I’ve sort of included bits and pieces in some descriptions of my photos and I’ll continue to do so as and when I can be bothered.

Like many, the urge comes and goes, but what I will say is that, at no point have I ever considered myself a woman. I’m not here to tell anyone what to say, think or do in the same way, I’m not going to say, think or do what anyone else wants, unless I feel like it.

My perspective, which isn’t terribly fashionable, is that I’m a man who likes dressing in women’s clothes. I don’t think that makes me a woman.

I also don’t identify as anything in particular because it’s don’t understand why anyone would. I’m me, whatever that is, and I accept that. Other people might consider me to be this, that or the other, and I have absolutely no issues with that at all.

I’ve been laughed at and called names whilst dressed up, but then again, I’ve been laughed at and called names doing pretty much everything else I’ve ever done as well.

I’d say, that’s life. People are going to have their own perceptions and opinions and I don’t think attempting to tell people what they perceive or think is desirable, reasonable or realistic. I get why some people want that, but I don’t and I think it’s a crap idea from top to bottom.

I don’t think anyone should get beaten up or worse for dressing as they want, but you can’t expect to control anyone else’s perception - and wanting that suggests to me that you’ve gone wrong somewhere. Says the man in the revealing dress, showing his willy, getting fucked in the arse by some man, yes.

People can perceive, think and do what they want - I might not agree with it, but that’s what happens when you live on a planet with different people, isn’t it?

Anyway, there you go. X

If you like any of the pictures, let me know in the comments. I don't really do requests, but you never know!

Oh, some of the pictures have links to gifs. Follow at your own risk, some of them are pornographic, some of them aren't, you should get the picture from the picture.

My favourite photo is the Star Trek Sissy Suzy one because that was the first time I'd been put in chastity and I really liked it. I also have a vibrating buttplug on in that photo, and I was so turned on when I was doing it that it was delightful and excruciating at the same time. That's what Suzy likes!

Suze Rollo x

N.b: Suzy Rollo is a largely fictional character.