Persephone
09-06-2011, 02:17 PM
Life, especially life as a crossdresser, can be quite a rollercoaster (but you already knew that! :) ).
After the wonderful time on Sunday (click here) (http://www.crossdressers.com/forums/showthread.php?159435-Free-Ice-Cream!-Free-Drinks!-Free-Bra!-It-s-Been-Quite-A-Week!&highlight=cream) I went out for my regular en femme morning run on Monday and ran into a bit of a surprise.
As I was walking/running down the street a car came from behind me, then slowed, then stopped with the driver staring at me.
At first I couldn't see who it was through the tinted window. Was it one of my friends who know me en femme? Or was it one of my friends who only know me en drab?
She rolled down her window and gave the "Hey You!" greeting that we always use with each other.
Busted!
It was one of my en drab friends, a woman that I've known for years and years, that I've been agonizing over telling for a year or so.
I walked over to her car, opened the passenger door and leaned in, boobs dangling down under my tank top.
She was grinning like the Cheshire cat, maybe after it had downed a couple of shots.
"Good morning," I said cheerly.
"Good morning to you," she responded.
"Well, I guess you got your confirmation," I said.
(We'd been dancing around the clues for years and just last week I'd said something about there being more to me than she knew and she'd said "I've had my suspicions, but you've never confirmed any of them.")
"Yep," she said, still with that broad grin.
We chatted a bit more, I told her we needed to have some tea and talk, she agreed, and we both headed our separate ways.
Back on the path I thought about it and decided that we really needed to have that talk sooner rather than later, so I called her cell phone and arranged the earliest time that we could both get together which was Friday.
I finished my run and headed home to shower and change, staying en femme.
After the wonderful time on Sunday (click here) (http://www.crossdressers.com/forums/showthread.php?159435-Free-Ice-Cream!-Free-Drinks!-Free-Bra!-It-s-Been-Quite-A-Week!&highlight=cream) I went out for my regular en femme morning run on Monday and ran into a bit of a surprise.
As I was walking/running down the street a car came from behind me, then slowed, then stopped with the driver staring at me.
At first I couldn't see who it was through the tinted window. Was it one of my friends who know me en femme? Or was it one of my friends who only know me en drab?
She rolled down her window and gave the "Hey You!" greeting that we always use with each other.
Busted!
It was one of my en drab friends, a woman that I've known for years and years, that I've been agonizing over telling for a year or so.
I walked over to her car, opened the passenger door and leaned in, boobs dangling down under my tank top.
She was grinning like the Cheshire cat, maybe after it had downed a couple of shots.
"Good morning," I said cheerly.
"Good morning to you," she responded.
"Well, I guess you got your confirmation," I said.
(We'd been dancing around the clues for years and just last week I'd said something about there being more to me than she knew and she'd said "I've had my suspicions, but you've never confirmed any of them.")
"Yep," she said, still with that broad grin.
We chatted a bit more, I told her we needed to have some tea and talk, she agreed, and we both headed our separate ways.
Back on the path I thought about it and decided that we really needed to have that talk sooner rather than later, so I called her cell phone and arranged the earliest time that we could both get together which was Friday.
I finished my run and headed home to shower and change, staying en femme.