Allisa
05-14-2016, 06:55 PM
What a day, I awoke with the girls still firmly affixed and with a little more padding in other areas I felt so non-masculine that it was a no brainer that I was going to enjoy my sunny warm day en-femme. I decided that a broom skirt and a peasant top with my gladiator sandals were in order then off to the big home improvement store to buy some garden supplies never thinking about how I was going to lift and tote any large items, I was so caught up in being "soft". On with my large sunglasses and floppy sun hat I strolled into the garden section smiling the smile of contentment. Carefully pushing the large cart, I found the garden soil bags, 40 lbs. and manure bags 20 lbs.as I contemplated how I was going to maneuver these large items a voice from a young associate dressed in his bright colored vest asked "May I load your cart Ma'am?" "yes please" was my answer without hesitation and my voice never waivered and no reaction from him, he then proceeded to maneuver the cart for me as I located more items for him to load, I felt so awful using him as I could have easily handled any chore I needed but I couldn't stop him, I am so bad. He then proceeded to follow me to my truck and loaded my purchases in the back, I tried to remunerate but he just refused after every attempt with "no thank you Ma'am it was nothing, really" and off he went. Now my femme was so strong my actions were no longer secondary they just flowed from me without a thought, I was alive in the day. Next stop was the green house floral center where I buy my flora and while browsing the pansies a gentleman my age approached me and started small talk about different flowers, my voice never making any question as to my gender, he continued to talk and be very personable with a big smile that was contagious and laughing at some of my off the cuff comments, after helping me load my truck he made a comment of "I hope to see you here again soon" with that contagious smile that I returned automatically, and with a sly smile and a fingers wave I bid him good-bye. It wasn't until I was driving away that it dawned on me, was he flirting?, did I just flirt back?. This has never happened to me before, I'm not into men but I just had an enjoyable encounter as a "woman" with a man. He had to know about me gender wise that is. I don't know how to process this, any ideas? This is the first time I've ever been this deep into my femme being, kind of scary. But it was a day of firsts for me. Sorry for running on so long but I just wanted to share in case any one else may have experienced any thing similar, life is good!