No. 154: Strolling Along the Riverbank with My Pussy Exposed

The riverbank seems to stretch on forever. The grass is withered, the winter sunlight is gentle, and there’s no one around. I began to walk slowly. Not as “I,” but as “me,” under this vast sky. The hem of my skirt flutters in the wind, and the dry grass beneath my feet crunches softly. As I gaze at the flowing river, it feels as though something inside me is flowing slowly away too. I don’t have to pretend to be someone I’m not, and I don’t have to conform to anyone else. I can just focus on being myself. The townscape on the opposite bank is far away, and it feels as though only this place is in a different world. I walk, just as I am. Just that alone makes today feel like a special day. #Riverbank #Walk #Crossdresser #TimeToBeMyself #WinterScenery