As I have stated before, my wife and live in a small town, plus my son, daughter and all my grandchildren live here too.
I don't dress publicly for not wanting to embarrass my wife, kids or grandkids, so all I do is underdress. Warmer days it is just panties, but as it gets cooler, I know I can wear more things and hide them with my coat.
Since my wife's stroke 8 years ago, I do all the grocery shopping early on Sunday morning. The store is basically empty, and I rarely run into anyone I know. In 8 years, I have run into maybe 5 people I know.
Well, it was upper 20's when I went shopping, so I wore a bra with my breast forms and just made sure I kept my coat zipped up.
As I was walking around, all of sudden I heard the sounds of tiny footsteps coming up from behind me. I turn around and there is one of my younger grandkids rushing towards me. Normally they want me to pick them up, and I panicked. I looked up and there was my daughter standing in the aisle. My grandkid gave me a quick hug and went back to her mom. I don't know if they would have noticed my breast forms if I had picked them up, but it gave me a scare. Normally my daughter on Sunday is at home getting everyone ready for church, but she must have needed something for breakfast.
