I was the only child of my mother's. My mother had me in her late thirties and never dressed me as a boy, she dressed me as a girl. I wore girl shoes, dresses, panties, blouses, pants, my hair was long and I had ribbons, pony tails, pig tails. I went with my mother to ladies room and she called me Denise. She would tell me to hide my penis, and that one day it would fall off and I would have a little hole, but some reason it had not fallen off yet.

She liked to bathe me and when she did she washed my penis carefully, she called it a nasty little thing. I went to kindergarten as a girl and that is when I was called out as a boy, when I went to the bathroom and a girl saw I had a penis. Everything else about me was girl, my face, my clothes, the way I walked and talked and I had long hair. I was a girl, except I had a penis and the school called my mother and she came and they told her I had to be dressed like a boy.

At school I had to be a boy, my hair got cut short, in those days boys wore crew cuts and boys wore blue jeans and sneakers. The girls wore dresses and usually had panties with flowers on them and ruffles. Those were the panties I had at home when I changed into being a girl.

When I got older and girls started to bud out I stayed slim and flat. I wore a bra and all, but it was just for show. I had a wig that I wore because my hair was still short, but everywhere we went out of the house I went as a girl. I used the girl bathrooms in restaurants or other public places, but I always made sure that I went into a stall before letting it be known that I had a penis. I would tuck my penis between my legs and secure it with my panties, but sometimes it got out and I had to hold it up tight against my stomach. But wearing a skirt hid it.

I was at a birthday party when I was seventeen for a neighbor and this guy was onto me and he kissed me and he put his hand in my lap and found out I was a boy and beat me up. I was 22 and I worked for Woolworth behind the snack counter, I wore a woman's uniform, by then I could let my hair grow long and I wore makeup and jewelry and I padded the bra and shaved my legs. A man that worked downtown would come in for lunch and he took me out and when he discovered I had a penis he just sucked it for a long time and when he had sex with me he knew what to do. He told me he always knew I had a penis and he couldn't wait to suck it. I sucked his penis too, it was my first overt act of sex. I enjoyed it and I enjoyed him having sex with me.

We went out, he bought dresses for me and jewelry and at the clubs I was a woman and when we got back to his place we enjoyed being having penises. If was such a surprise to me to find out how much I enjoyed having him play with my penis and suck me and have sex with me. And I enjoyed playing with his penis and sucking him. I always managed to have a boyfriend.

I have lived as a woman all my life. I live in Florida with my friend and we travel a little and I always go as a woman, I have never been discovered. My passport has my given name, Dan, I go by Denise. We used to go on cruises but now we go on land tours. I have a story about never having got married and that we are friends from a long time ago and that is enough for the other guests. I am comfortable and can wear women's clothes all day, including shoes and make up, although as I have aged I am less and less a woman in looks. I take care to wear makeup and wear a hat and loose clothing. We just got back from a trip to South East Asia.

His friends, he was an law enforcement officer his entire career, have made comments about me but he tells them that I am just a big woman. He likes me the way I am and I like him the way he is, and no one knows what is between my legs.