As I already posted elsewhere, I was hit on this week by a nice (and handsome) guy while I was shopping at Sears, of all places. And as far as I could detect (and believe me, I was on red alert), he bought me as a GG, lock, stock and barrel...
The first time he ran into me, he stopped right in front of me and said that he had to tell me how attractive and sexy he thought I was. In response I thanked him for the compliment and continued on my way.
But this was not the end of it, as a little later, elsewhere in the Mall, he showed up again and excused himself telling me that I had no idea how much courage he had to put together to even approach me...but that he was so impressed, that he just had to do it...
In response I thanked him again and told him that a girl is always sensitive for a compliment and that it was very kind of him... and continued on my way, in the mean time starting to feel pretty darn good about myself...
But my biggest surprise came when I was back at my car and he showed up again to tell me that he could not let me go until he could ask me to meet again...to have a coffee with me.
As I observed him and got the impression that he was genuinely impressed and trying really hard on probably relatively uncharted territory, I thought back to my own experiences approaching girls a long time ago and having a hard time making real contact...
So I found a soft spot in my heart and told him I still had half an hour to spare, and I could have a coffee with him right now...and off we went to the coffee shop.
I couldn't get myself yet to tell him that I am a TG, because he couldn't have behaved more like a real gentleman, as he went out of his way to shower me with gallantries, opening doors, helping with my coat, my chair, paying for my coffee... all of those things that nice men do for real women they are impressed with and/or they want to impress. All the time doing his utmost to make me feel comfortable and I must admit I was really starting enjoying all of this.
He even blushed several times...and was acting as nervous as a teenager on his first date!
He wants to see me again, but I don't know yet what to do with it... I enjoyed the experience because it gave me a tremendous boost in feeling like a real woman.
I also welcome this experience as it opens up a new chapter in my book of discoveries of what being a woman is all about. I am not really interested in a male admirer, but I am kind of interested in a male companion, as I see it as the ultimate "cover" for a girl like me when going places. A lot less people will "doubt" me being a genuine girl when escorted by a male... And of course, with my 6' plus height, which makes me tower over most of the female population, I always attract attention...and consequently also inquiring looks. Especially when on my beloved heels!
All the time I have been thinking about the right time to tell him the truth, but I still feel too much excited and flattered by this whole experience to make a decision about it yet.
But sooner or later, I'll have to drop the bombshell and shatter his (apparently tender) illusion...and I don't look forward to that.
What are your views on a situation like this? Any advise?
Love, Dita.