Never out in public dressed as a sissy gurl, it was Labor day weekend when that changed. i got a hotel room, shaved dressed and went out - more than once. It was exciting in many ways. But wearing a skirt in public was another turning point. The feeling of freedom was amazing. Freshly shaved legs covered by silky nylons. The late summer breeze blowing up my skirt, the swish of my gurly walk in high heels. It was overwhelming. Awful in a way. i was totally self conscious, afraid, excited confused all at once. But i still remember that feeling of being outdoors, in the daylight, dressed. The freedom was more than not having slacks on. i was free of hiding indoors. i went out a few more times after that weekend. But nothing will ever compare to that first awakening of my inner female self.
Skirts are made for outdoor wear i think. The risks involved are still there and i got a hotel room for a reason. Fear of discovery still keeps me from going out. There's too much at stake. But, sometimes i just couldn't resist. Almost three years later that first day out still burns brightly inside of me.
Then there were the two visits to Macy's, the Macy's make up counter. First time, an eye treatment and a valuable lesson in how to apply eye make up. i was dressed as a guy. The 2nd time i was dressed properly, all gurl, and got a total make over with another young Woman standing by as an interested observer. i believe that was in
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