Karren,
I too had those same fears. Here is an excerpt from my anthology. You can read the rest of the page here:
http://www.crossdressers.com/forums/...ad.php?t=24120
When all is said and done, just do it!


I head toward the never ending blur of noise, that is the casino floor. And people think we crossdressers are outrageous? These places are insane. What a hodge podge of color and gawdiness. Top it off with mirrors everywhere, though, I like that, I get to check my hair, outfit and walk, as I go past. I look at the people sitting at the slots, most pay me no attention as I pass them by. Following the sign to the front desk, I get there without incident. I arrive at the cattle chutes with an old man and a young man in front of me. The young man has a friend with him, he is nearby to the side. Are these the guys from the parking lot I wonder? I try to remain as innocent looking as possible. I stand their with my best female posture, though me feet were killing me. I shuffle my stance from time to time. There is two women working th efront desk, thank goodness. After about 10 minutes, the closest desk girl asks for me. I hand her my itinerary, she tells me what kind of room I'm getting. I think it's what I wanted, I'm not really listening. Just get me to my room, please, now! She needs my i.d. and a major credit card. Oh boy, here we go! I reach into my pocket book and pull them out and place my big bald mug face on the counter. She says nothing, she is very courteous. Thank you.

I get my room keys and she points the way. She didn't even inquire about me needing a bell boy. That's ok, didn't want one. I head through the halls and to the elevator. The female security smiles and I smile back. Another elevator ride. Thankfully, no other passengers. I get to my room. Walk in and to my delight is a huge bathroom. It's what I wanted most in a hotel room. Two sinks, huge shower, a toilet, and a large makeup counter with magnifying mirror and a plush chair to enjoy while I take an eternity to apply my face. Yes, I'm in girl heaven. A room to myself. I can spread out my stuff, yeah!
I drop my things and check my look. Not bad for 8 hours after my shave. I sit at the desk and call room service. They'll be up in 30-40 minutes. Perfect, gives me the opportunity to go back to the car and do it all again, ugh!