Erica Ling Drag King
Erica Drag King
by Marie LeClare
Erica knew at a very early age she was different from the other little girls. She thought playing with dolls was silly, and instead opted to help her dad do odd jobs. At school some of the other girls complained that Erica looked at them funny in the locker room. Some even called her gay, although they didn’t understand the meaning of the word. The final straw was the prom. Since she didn’t have a date she went by herself, but when she overheard someone say, “Who’s the dyke in a dress?” she knew she would never wear a dress again.
Since leaving school and going to work, Erica found that she liked girls that she could dominate, had many relationships, and found out that she felt comfortable dressing like a man and going girl hunting on Friday nights.
This Friday night was no different, and Erica smiled to herself, as she sat at her dressing table. She had tried many things to obtain a moustache, even shaving the peach fuzz on her chin, but she had to resort to using an eyebrow pencil. So as she sat there, she carefully used her eyebrow pencil to outline a mustache and goatee over her lip and chin.