I'm not a real woman, but a (total bottom) CrossDresser. Maybe not completely passable in a good light, but SO eager 2 serve hot Str8 Men who enjoy being worshiped. You'll Laugh at what's between my legs & see why I need 2 worship a real man w/a man-size tool. Reasonably sane in real life, not so as CdJackee who begs Str8 Men 2 use me as a source of amusement or as an object of ridicule. The humiliation of being used by a man who believes his heterosexuality makes him my superior, and that I'm lucky 4 the chance 2 serve him, turns me on. It's not p.c. and probably sounds crazy. But for me it's real, not role play. It's acting out the truth and calling it role play.