I had been waiting for years for this day to come, and when it came I was partly ready to accept it in the form of a warm and lovely invitation of going out with some of the most beautiful people in my life whom I met only a few days ago.
Last Friday, it was my first day to go out as 'Hazel' and I must say spending only a few hours outside was more joyful than spending several hundreds of hours inside the bedroom. The joy of walking freely as a girl is far better than anything I could do as a dude. I was never concerned about my makeup before, but this time it was different. Perhaps I checked my clothes, makeup, wig several times before finally I stepped out of my hotel room.
Paula invited me a few days ago for a dinner party with some of her girlfriends, who were beautiful and equally supportive. It was my second visit with this kind lady and she insisted me to come as Hazel. When I read the text, only one question was on my mind 'which dress am I going to wear?'. The answer was plain and simple, wear that green one which is the only complete dress I have after moving to Dallas. So all those days, I was eager for Friday to come so as to get ready and finally go out.
I got off the work early and finished up my dressing and makeup very quickly. Checked myself in the mirror for several times, my heart was racing. Couldn't control my feelings, and the dude inside me was pushing and saying not to chicken out. Somehow got enough courage and stepped out, kind of nervous and worried. Took me 40 minutes, 10 minutes longer than usual to drive and the nervousness vanished when I saw Paula. Wow, what a lady and what a relief to see her.
Paula is a great lady, awesome, friendly, caring and most importantly supportive. She took me for a dinner, then we roamed around in the city and finally went to see a Drag Show. I don't know how did time fly, but her company is something that every crossdresser should have. She understands the feelings and has enough maturity to guide you in a good direction. I feel luckier for the opportunity of going out, not for the great food or a drag show, but it's about being free with comforting people who understands you.
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