It was a great day here in Where-ever-ville yesterday. Spring is here and I am a happy tomboy. As the sun gleamed in through The first sight I saw was my GF Sparky laying there in all her butch beauty wearing nothing but a t-shirt and pair of Obviously for Men briefs just as she had worn last night when we fell asleep in each other's arms after making raucous tomboy-love.

After breakfast we decided to go out for a bit of shopping, and because I needed a hair cut. I don't know if they know about me at the place I go to in town, but in reality I don't give a hoot. As Sparky and I dressed to go out all masculine I had to wonder if it takes us just as long to perfect our boy look as it does for girls to get all makeup-up'd.

As I say I really don't care if they know about me at the barber shop. In fact, I think that the fact that Sparky and I go together really re-enforces the thought that we are guys, albeit a couple of gay guys. And that makes me smile.

To look a bit sporty we both donned a pair of Levi's Docker Khakis and button down oxford shirts. We both find that a white casual shirt with a muted pinstripe of some sort tend to make us look a little taller and less 'girly'. One interesting facet about us is that unlike many others we've seen on the 'net who are FTM in some way, from crossdressing to TS, we tend to go for a very preppy clean cut look -- neither of us has tats or piercings of any sort. The goal is to look just like any guy on the street.

Neither of us has bought compression vests to flatten our breasts yet, but rather use ace bandages to give us flat masculine chest profiles. It looks good with an undershirt (hint hint to Sparky -- birthday coming up soon and compression vests aren't that expensive)

Sparky settled for a pair of John Sievers Natural Pouch Briefs and I went a bit more traditional with a pair of Diesel cotton fly front briefs in dusty blue. I like what Sparky was wearing though because the have a pouch like area in front to hold either what nature gave you, or that which we purchased in silicon from Babeland! The profile in our Khaki's is great.

A splash of after shave and we are off. I still get a thrill run along my spine when I feel the metal and vibration of the hairclippers along t eh back of my neck. If our profiles and visual presentation don't suggest male, the short back and side, clipped out along the ears and parted on one side hairstyle do.

A quick stop into Kohls to shop for some new shirts and pants for both of us -- again a fun thrill because ts like being a kid n candy store -- the whole world of guys clothes laid out in front of us to try on -- and made even more fun as Sparky and dress each other. A couple of hundred bucks poorer we return home -- 2 gay bois who just so happen to have vaginas.

The day gave me an impetus to begin writing my Candy Masters story. A bit about that -- Sparky and I are big fans of film noir and old time detective radio shows. So I thought it might be a hoot to reimagine myself as a hard boiled detective

And so -- now it is off to an Easter lunch -- all dressed in our new clothes from Kohls, nice new sharp haircuts complementing the look -- followed by a walk through the park to enjoy the sunshine

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