Rise of the transvestite Goblin

The reoccurrence

Finding my beloved Joey in my clothing was becoming a regular occurrence and I was practically pulling my hair out over the excuses that he was coming up with to try and defend his masculinity. One of them being that he must have picked up and put on my turquoise bra and knickers set my accident as he thought they were his pyjamas. My other favourite being that he must of "fell" into my leather skirt and red lipstick in the night. We were both a little freaked out by this weird ... Phenomenon. Since this only seemed to happen when he was apparently "sleeping" I suggested to him that maybe instead of being a sleepwalker he was a sleep transvestite. This did not go down well.

" Naha that is impossible I'm like the most manly man out there, I 100% refuse to believe that I am an unconscious, uh an unconscious ..." he cupped his hands over his mouth and whispered to me "Transvestite"

My answer to this was simple "so your telling me that you are a conscious transvestite then" a total look of horror past his face

" Joey baby listen, lots of famous people are transvestites and are incredibly manly at the same time. Hunny you don't have anything to worry about if this is the case because I will love you no matter what" and time for a quick after thought "however we are gonna have to get you your own women's clothes because I am getting really annoyed with you stretching out and destroying mine"

"I DON'T WANT MY OWN WOMEN'S CLOTHES" uh oh the big guys about to irrupt.

"I think I would remember putting on your dresses and make up if I was doing this consciously. Diane I'm pretty scared"

Well that was a turn up for the books. Joey has always been so incredibly macho that I don't think he had ever admitted to being scared before.

"Jo don't worry we're gonna figure this thing out"