On one of my very first times out, was reluctantly asked by a man, with his kids, if i would give him a jump start. He told his kids not to look!! I was nervous of course, but did my duty, and got his battery going. And his car.
On one of my very first times out, was reluctantly asked by a man, with his kids, if i would give him a jump start. He told his kids not to look!! I was nervous of course, but did my duty, and got his battery going. And his car.
I know anyone would do this but I was visiting the boutique one RAINY day and the secound story roof was leaking and flooding the upstairs hallway which was leaking down to the bottom floor,maintanence came by and put barrels under the leaks and they overflowed leaving about an inch or more of water on the upper floor, another person and I went up to empty the buckets, no big deal right but in 3" heels(open toe) and stockings cold water over toes,had to reglue inner sole to shoe after they dryed.
[SIZE="4"]I was dressed during the day and hanging out around the house. So I sat down at my reloading bench and reloaded 50 rounds of 9mm. I didn't like it. Have never done it again en femme. It's fine in drab, just not while dressed. It doesn't fit me then.[/SIZE]
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I'm a pro wrestler, And I once we did a comedy bit where it was the birthday celebration for one of the top villains, and his birthday gift was a blind-folded lap-dance from my character. It was a swimdress. the crowd ate it up! I even wrestled my match like that because it got over big-time (Wrestling the match was the manly part...not the dancing, lol)
I once went into the mens room as a man and came out as Sandra, I'm with Karren on that one. I also once hooked up a car carrier for a Budget customer while fully enfemme. Had to help her tie down her car also, they were very pleased that I would help them and were concerned I would mess up my make-up or outfit.
I want to be this girl!
So, you sit in a urinal? Just how exactly do you do that and do the neighbors in the adjacent urinals notice anything odd abouit that? I would think the top of the urinal would be hard on the back of the neck.Originally Posted by Scarlet Rose
Did you sit down or stand up ?
Hmmmmmmm..........things that make you say..............hmmmmmmmm.
like a lion ?
or a flamingo ? the backwards folding knee's...
used a zip tie to hold up my skirt. does that count?
Once when I was out dressed en-feme, I bought a pair of men's jeans for my male self. I have bought most of my woman clothing and accesories when out as a man. I buy what ever I need, the only problem was a woman at the make up counter at Macy's refused to help me. When I am dressed as a woman, I do other things beside visting dressing rooms.
Changed oil in my truck - stockings and heels sticking out from under the engine!!
Christine
I was in the middle of a pink fog and forgot our wedding anniversary.
I was dressed while we were watching a new grandchild and I passed the messy baby to my wife for changing.
Out with some CD sisters and said "Hey! Watch this!" and then hurt myself doing something stupid with a power tool.
Actually, none of the above, but it could happen. ;-)
Sarah
Being transgender isn't a lifestyle choice. How you deal with it is.
Went to some strip clubs enfemme. One refused me entry because of their dress code, said I had to have pants on, not a skirt. I was dressed better than the GG taking the cover charge. Another refused after I had been there a couple of times because I made their clients uneasy. The dancers loved me but the manager not so much. A third was no problem. All in Nashville, Tn.
Reclining in my chair and watching a football game!
The most traditionally "male" (by societal norms) thing that I have done while fully dressed as a female, would be trying to push my car the last 30 yards to the gas pump after having run out. Didn't work in the heels.
It was one of my first times out fully dressed where I was planning to be places that I probably would be seen by others. The plan was to go get gas very late at night. I knew it was low, but thought I could make it to a 24 hour gas station. Not sure what the girl behind the counter thought of me when I came in and asked if they had a gas can I could borrow. She didn't laugh and helped me out, but I'm sure she knew the 6'3" girl in the grey mini skirt with purple tights and 3 inch heels was not quite what she seemed.
The extra in this is that the station I ran out of gas near was not the one I intended to go to. My sister worked at this one, so I was taking a chance by going in there dressed, but had no choice with no gas. Luckily, my sister was not working that night.
The most feminine thing I've done in male mode would be shopping for and trying on clothes for Tami.
Went shooting a few times fully dressed once,girdle,stockings,panties,bra and a dress with full makeup.As I am dressed most of the time when just the wife and I are home I often sit at the reloading bench dressed.
When wearing jeans when dressed at home, I have at times peed while standing up.
Anytime a male and female travel in a car together some unwritten law makes it the male's responsibility to do the driving.
No matter how pretty I am, my wife still refuses to take the wheel when we drive anywhere even though we usually take her car!
Eryn
"These girls have the most beautiful dresses. And so do I! How about that!" [Kaylee, in Firefly] [SIGPIC][/SIGPIC]
"What do you care what other people think?" [Arlene Feynman, to her husband Richard]
"She's taller than all the women in my family, combined!" [Howard, in The Big Bang Theory]
"Tall, tall girl. The woman could hunt geese with a rake!" [Mary Cooper, in The Big Bang Theory]
This is off topic but your answer reminded me of a funny thing I heard two GG volleybal players talking about. The tournament was at West Point Military Academy (originally GG's weren't welocmmed there). the two had returned from the ladies room and one said "Wow the female recruits here must be tough, there are urinals in the ladies room!"
As for my answer to this thread. I try to avoid "guy things" when dressed it ruins the mood. I feel like my worlds are colliding!
I was on my way home from Town Dance Boutique late one night, and of course Im wearing one of my most favorite gowns. (not cheap) Well its 3:00 A.M. and I see a car on the side of the road with steam bellowing from the hood. The owner, an old lady, standing behind the car. So I stopped to help. After two broken nails and a tare in my dress, I got her going again. I can't imagine what she was thinking!!!! Ha!!
I suppose it was feeding the horses in the rain. My shoes didn't fare very well behind that. It's a long way from the barn to the house and all kind of horsey land mines between them.
Fran
I don't know how much this counts as a 'guy' thing. A bit of background, first. I was working for the State of Florida as a legal agency's network admin. Since I was only the 'computer girl', that meant I would need to drive to the various other offices, and carry spare parts, inter-office mail, supplies and so forth. However, because I was a mere 'computer girl', I didn't rate an agency vehicle, so I drove my little blue Miata and turned in an expense sheet. The junior-boss rated a Lincoln Continental, the big boss rated a Porsche.
Now the junior-boss was a PHBitch. Said boss was not only a PHBitch, she was also a born-again religious fanatic, and did things HER way, and part of that was enforcing a strict dress code. Now, I can see conservative business wear for the agency's lawyers, but for secretaries and personnel like me? No, the men had to wear the classic three-piece suit with shiny shoes, the women wore a dress or skirted suit with pantyhose (In summer, in Florida?) and at least three inch heels. If your shoes weren't correct, you were to clock out, drive home, and change them, and she would measure the height of your heels at random intervals. I therefore have a lot of four, four-and-a-half, and five inch heel shoes.
One day I suddenly need to drive to another office. I load up the Miata with an assortment of stuff: spare computers, CRT monitors, etc. It's packed pretty full, I can barely squeeze in my laptop, case, purse and duffel bag. I had an aerobics class scheduled after work, which I MAY make if I'm lucky, which explains the duffel bag with my gym clothing. I get in and start off, its a beautiful day, the sun is shining, I've got the tunes cranked, the top down, and my hair blowing in the breeze. It's great to be young, alive and female!
About twenty minutes into the ninety minute trip, the sky opens up, pouring rain. I'm instantly soaked to the skin, I can't see past the front of the hood, and then *BANG* a tire blows out. I manage to get under an overpass, start unpacking the trunk with computers and whatnot sitting on the gravel, and manage to get to the spare tire and the jack. The tire is changed, ruining my skirted suit (no man to rescue this damsel-in-distress, unfortunately), the car is repacked, and I make my slow, sodden way to the remote office.
I get there and check in, get the stuff upstairs, and then am able to dry off, get a cup of coffee to warm up and change into the only clean, dry clothes I have: my workout clothing. This is a change of underwear, a pair of black tights, a Kelly green long sleeve leotard, and black high-top Converse sneakers. I'm starting to work down my to-do list when PH Bitch comes out of her meeting (yes, she drove past me while I was broken down), and starts to ream me out IN PUBLIC and in front of senior management for not only being LATE, but not wearing the correct clothing.
I blow a fuse, and start to ream her out as well (which shocked her that anyone would DARE to contradict HER), saying that she would not approve replacement clothing which was ruined on the job, nor would she approve my wearing a jumpsuit. (Part of my 'other duties as assigned' was the moving, assembly and dismantling of modular furniture and partitions.) I stalk over to my faithful duffel bag and pull out the soaking wet, ruined skirted suit she had seen me wearing that morning. I then told her that since the only other clothing I had wasn't suitable for her, I would therefore wear what GOD HIMSELF had given me, and started to pull off my leotard. I get that off, I'm standing there in my Converse high-top sneakers, black tights, and my black bra, and start to reach behind to undo it. One of the senior (female) partners puts an hand on my shoulder and stops me, and they go back into an impromptu meeting. I pull my leotard back on, fix my hair, and start work again. Later, a memo comes out with changes for the dress code, allowing damaged clothing to be expensed (within a certain price range).
:-)
Been there myself, .357 and .40!
hey, didn't women used to load ammo for the US in WWII?
I use the urinal in the men's room standing up while wearing a denim skirt frequently when I wear skirts. It's much more convenient than pants - instead of fumbling with a zipper with pants, I simply lift the hem of my skirt and pee!
Johanna (John)
John (Legal name)
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um, a friend of mine was being harassed by this uber-douchebag (i had seen him around before... he just doesn't let up) and i decided to step in.
i got the predictable remarks - being a girly-man and all that. but i seriously was only trying to eye him down and get him to just go away.
anyway, i got shoved.
next thing i knew i ELBOWED (not sure why it was an elbow and not a fist - it just happened)... anyway i elbowed this guy in the face and he was knocked completely out for a good 20 seconds.
security escorted him out of the bar (glad i'm friends with security)
was that a guy thing to do?
I don't recall ever doing anything manlywhen I've been dressed enfemme.
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