In the last couple of months my cross dressing has progressed to going out in public fully en femme. Each time I have been accompanied by my wife Marla and we have done it several times now. First we went wig shopping, then to JC Penney in the mall, next was a trip to the movies, and the last outing was going clubbing at a local TG/Gay bar. Each time we have done this we have told our story and posted pictures.
Our latest outing was not to anywhere special but for me it was one of the places I had (for some reason) kind of feared going to. We went to Wal-Mart!
I got off work early on Friday, so we had the opportunity to go shopping. We decided not to go to our nearest one (that we always go to) but one that was a few miles further away. I don’t know what it is about Wal-Mart, but I get the distinct feeling that some of the people that shop there would beat me up right there in the store if they found out I was a guy. Do you know what I mean? Am I being a snob?
As we pulled up into the parking lot I noticed that there were people going in, and coming out of the store. I always get nervous just as I get out the car. Somehow I feel safe when I am cocooned inside. Marla was (as always) being very loving and reassuring, telling me that no one is going to notice, least of all say anything, and that I should relax and enjoy myself.
As we walked into the store the greeter said hello and welcomed us to Wal-Mart. I smiled and acknowledged her. She didn’t seem to suspect anything. We headed for the section that had all the hair accessories because I wanted a new comb and vent brush for my wig. Marla waited until the coast was clear and then took this picture.
Next we went to the lingerie section and just browsed for a little while, then went over to the clearance section to see if there were any bargains. Neither of us generally buy our clothes at Wal-Mart but sometimes they have some reasonable casual clothes at very good prices. Marla took another picture when no one was looking.
We didn’t buy anything except a few boring household supplies and the hair brush and comb that I wanted. However, I got something much more valuable out of it. I feel like I entered the “lion’s den” and survived. I don’t know why, but I was thinking that if I was going to get read anywhere it would be at Wal-Mart. But no! Another successful outing that I wanted to share with you all.