Dragster
01-25-2009, 08:53 PM
You may have seen my last post about wearing a skirt (OK a kilt!) in public
http://www.crossdressers.com/forums/showthread.php?t=98850 (http://www.crossdressers.com/forums/showthread.php?t=98850)
well, I've just done it again! It was the 250th anniversary of Rabbie Burns' birthday yesterday (Sunday), and we went out with two other couples for a special Burns Night supper, arranged at our local pub. When we celebrated the New Year at the same place, the manageress told us about the Burns Night, and we booked there and then. I joked with her that I would borrow a kilt, and I could "address" the haggis with the words of the Bard.
We all arrived about 8:00pm and there was another guy there who was wearing the full Scottish Highland regalia, and he had his bagpipes! The manageress had called my bluff"; he was to pipe me in with the haggis, I was to perform the address, and he would pipe me out. That's the first time I'd done it to a group of people (about 40 of them) whom I had never met before. It went off without a hitch, except the haggis was cold and uncooked, and the knife stuck in it when I "cut ye up with ready slice", and it wasn't "warm-reekin rich"!
I wonder how many who were watching realised I was really enjoying feeling almost feminine, parading in front of them in my "skirt"! I knew how I felt, but no one else, especially my non approving wife, would even have suspected. I'm here on my computer, writing this some 3 hours later, still wearing it. I'll be sorry to take it off to go to bed.
Tony
http://www.crossdressers.com/forums/showthread.php?t=98850 (http://www.crossdressers.com/forums/showthread.php?t=98850)
well, I've just done it again! It was the 250th anniversary of Rabbie Burns' birthday yesterday (Sunday), and we went out with two other couples for a special Burns Night supper, arranged at our local pub. When we celebrated the New Year at the same place, the manageress told us about the Burns Night, and we booked there and then. I joked with her that I would borrow a kilt, and I could "address" the haggis with the words of the Bard.
We all arrived about 8:00pm and there was another guy there who was wearing the full Scottish Highland regalia, and he had his bagpipes! The manageress had called my bluff"; he was to pipe me in with the haggis, I was to perform the address, and he would pipe me out. That's the first time I'd done it to a group of people (about 40 of them) whom I had never met before. It went off without a hitch, except the haggis was cold and uncooked, and the knife stuck in it when I "cut ye up with ready slice", and it wasn't "warm-reekin rich"!
I wonder how many who were watching realised I was really enjoying feeling almost feminine, parading in front of them in my "skirt"! I knew how I felt, but no one else, especially my non approving wife, would even have suspected. I'm here on my computer, writing this some 3 hours later, still wearing it. I'll be sorry to take it off to go to bed.
Tony