Buying a lady costume was the first obstacle I had to overcome for playing this role of a transvestite. This was a real obstacle for me being a real hetero man or better: a man with normal sexual behaviour (there are hetero sissies as well!) Together with Blanka - our sweet costume designer we haunted a number of department stores for ladies wear downtown Munich. Only after a long time of intensive search there was this inevitable moment of truth: we had sampled some smart skirts, dresses and blouses which I could try on.

Whenever you need them, you will not find any of the sales ladies throughout the whole shop. But this time - we really didn't need any advice since I would have preferred to slip into one of the changing cubicles for ladies without being seen; but suddenly they were everywhere, trying to give us good advice. All had thought it was Blanka who was looking for a new outfit. In order not to confuse them I asked her to follow me into the changing cubicle and so we both went in.

Barely two minutes had passed when one of the sales ladies opened the curtain. This very moment I had just started to try on a sweet little top with flowers bordered with lace, when she told us that it is not permitted that two people try on clothes in the same cabin. (Most likely she was afraid we were doing something forbidden in this cabin!) When she noticed that I had already taken off my sweater and my shoes it must have confirmed her suspicion that we wanted to satisfy our perverse sexual desires for making love in public places. All the more she was surprised and confused when Blanka left the cabin and it was me who quickly closed the curtain again and remained in the cabin with all these dresses, tops and sweaters with laces and embroideries.

Same story when we went to a shoe store some time later. It took the shoe salesman a few minutes to understand why Blanka - with her dainty feet - was interested in high heel boots xll.

As time went by I started to enjoy how other people reacted when they saw me with some left over of my make-up after one day on the set, or with my finger nails still being painted pink.

However, I preferred to rather not follow the invitations - especially at the Munich Octoberfest - of certain gentlemen who asked me to follow them to the toilet or offered to take me home. I soon decided to go back to my normal male styling - at least during the time I was not on the set.

Nevertheless, for me it was a lot of fun to slip into the role of Morena on nearly every day of our shootings.

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