Well today I just needed to go out, so donning my black maxi and zebra striped long sleeved "v" neck tunic which is some what form fitting, my waist is now 30",28" if I don't eat first, and with a 38c chest, hip and butt pads, daytime make-up, hair styled in a loose wave,8 silver bangles with matching necklace and earrings, out the door I went, the neighbor next to me was mowing his lawn, across the street were others sitting on their porch facing my house and in my truck I went carrying my purse and hat. Bought some stamps at the post office and was refereed to in the feminine, than off to the out door farmers market where I donned my large floppy hat and large sunglasses and strolled the grounds stopping to look over the wares for sale. Remembering how large my knuckles are I sought out some jewelry stands and found two rings that actually fit over them and were not lose on my finger. Many people calling me over to look at what they had to sell me all using the femme terms, miss, maam, sweety, even cutie, I could feel my masculinity fade away and with the smell of my perfume wafting under my hat I was drunk with femininity. My hips loosened and swayed, my head held high, my chest jutting forward even a cat call or two, my walk slowed, my smile grew I was enveloped in my feminine alter ego. Even though up close the male signs show, every one I talked to acted as if a woman was in front of them, the conversations were very pleasant and jovial or maybe I was just too caught up in my emotions to notice any thing else. Had to stop at my local grocery store for milk and other perishables, no leers, jeers, off color comments, and while checking out had to dig into my purse for my wallet holding up the line a little longer(something I hated when behind women in line),now at home sitting here typing in my night gown still reeling from my foray into my femme self, I know my dreams will be nice and sweet. Days like this one kind of make so much sense to my accepting of my gender fluidity. It seems my life is changing for the better as I still grow even at my age (61).
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So sweet.
