windycissy
01-13-2006, 02:24 AM
I have been in a terrible funk since the day I broke up with Mr. Right. I haven't put on a stich of women's clothing...until tonight! I'm on a business trip to San Francisco, and on the spur of the moment I packed my Windy things and sent an email to Marlena, who has been amazingly supportive about the breakup. I asked her if she would like to meet as girls, and she said yes!
I have had this fantasy about riding a cable car in a skirt forever, and although Marlena told me I really should wear pants, I wore a skirt anyway, and wound up sitting shoulder to shoulder with some German girls, what fun! After I killed some time shopping at Talbot's and Lohman's, Marlena and I met at Macy's on Union Square and had a long, wonderful dinner at a place featuring Asian fusian cuisine, with white wine and much girl talk. I feel so much better after having the chance to bare my soul to someone who truly understands what I've been going through.
One funny story: I almost never go to the ladies restroom, but I had to go, and I was trying to be discreet when my cell phone rang! It was Marlena telling me she was running late. There I was, my panties and hose pulled down to my ankles, trying to talk in a femmy voice with a woman sitting in the next stall. :cheeky:
About Marlena: she is a living doll! Her hair and makeup are flawless, and she has a clever way of dressing which conceals the fact that she is a guy. More than anything, there is a glow about her, a radiance in her cheeks and a twinkle in her eye, that says "I am a girl". What a natural!
I only wish she lived in Chicago.
Tomorrow morning, I am going to put on pants and a coat and experience a little more San Francisco en femme before heading back to Chicago. I still miss my guy, but there is nothing like having a girlfriend....
Windy
I have had this fantasy about riding a cable car in a skirt forever, and although Marlena told me I really should wear pants, I wore a skirt anyway, and wound up sitting shoulder to shoulder with some German girls, what fun! After I killed some time shopping at Talbot's and Lohman's, Marlena and I met at Macy's on Union Square and had a long, wonderful dinner at a place featuring Asian fusian cuisine, with white wine and much girl talk. I feel so much better after having the chance to bare my soul to someone who truly understands what I've been going through.
One funny story: I almost never go to the ladies restroom, but I had to go, and I was trying to be discreet when my cell phone rang! It was Marlena telling me she was running late. There I was, my panties and hose pulled down to my ankles, trying to talk in a femmy voice with a woman sitting in the next stall. :cheeky:
About Marlena: she is a living doll! Her hair and makeup are flawless, and she has a clever way of dressing which conceals the fact that she is a guy. More than anything, there is a glow about her, a radiance in her cheeks and a twinkle in her eye, that says "I am a girl". What a natural!
I only wish she lived in Chicago.
Tomorrow morning, I am going to put on pants and a coat and experience a little more San Francisco en femme before heading back to Chicago. I still miss my guy, but there is nothing like having a girlfriend....
Windy