I'm 66, widowed, living alone in the country. Aside from my late wife, no one knows about "Pepper". I present myself in public as a man, but enjoy dressing at home. I rarely wear male clothing at all when at home. I live on five acres outside of town, which affords me privacy. I sometimes go into town to walk around en femme when it's dark out. I've taken a couple of walks downtown in the early evening, which was very exciting. Basically getting out of the car, walking around the block, then back in the car. I often walk my dogs very early in the city park. The only time I really feel normal is when I'm dressed.