The Jehovah Witness

The Jehovah Witness

I'm sure at one time or another most of us have had a surprise visit from the "JW" as they title themselves now.

 

A couple weeks ago one early afternoon my wife and I were getting ready to go to a luncheon, I was going as Louise. My wife was coming down the stairs and called out to me that there were two JW's walking up towards our front door.

 

Since I have no reservations about Louise I felt this would be an opportune time to introduce these gentlemen to the cross-dressing lifestyle, if nothing else they might set up a prayer ceremony in front of our house or "damn" us from Heaven, in either case I'm sure the neighbors would be entertained.

I was in the kitchen as the bell rang and told Millie I'd get it. I opened the door and there was a good size fit looking late 50's Black man and a mid 40's white man at the door. They introduced themselves and I replied and shook their hands, as I took hold of the Black mans hand, which happened to be a good size, I could barely span my fingers across it I made sure I gave him a good firm grip and almost made him lose his balance because I usually pull a person towards me as I shake, needless to say he let out a grunt, the white guy was nothing, I almost squashed his hand.

Yes, I know, it's not lady like, but I intentionally do that to (metaphorically) demonstrate that just because I'm a cross-dresser doesn't mean I'm a "pussy". I also find that I can possess a more commanding stance en-fem, either people are afraid I'm "nuts" or I become more decisive (probably a combination of both).  

In any event I listened to them for couple minuets and the Caucasian guy invited me to their service (to convert me I'm sure) but told them we were late for a meeting and would consider it at another time.