Well it had been a couple of weeks since my first time out in the world as Amy, and the glow from that first experience had of course diminished. I was eager to go out again, but I still didn’t have the courage or confidence to go out on a solo excursion. Plus, of course, that nice gent I share life with still was wearing his beard! Well, one of the girls that I met there provided me with an introduction to some CD’s that were having a gathering at their place one weekend and in my part of the world. I didn’t have to drive across the crazy city to get there.
That was the good part; the bad part was I needed to be in another place at almost exactly the same time, a two hour plus drive away, and at a location on the opposite side of the city. At this other commitment, I was an important person, so I couldn’t just blow it off. I’m too honest to say I had the “flu” or something else. However, being in the position I was there, I managed to set things up to make my escape with grace early. After getting stuck in construction delays, I called ahead to make sure that I would still be welcome if I was a bit late. At this point, I felt like it would be worth it even if I only was able to be there for a short time.
With some fast driving (any police reading this, hope not!) on my part, the nerves weren’t present. I was concentrating on the driving, but nearly got the shakes as I pulled into the driveway. Although I was a bit late, I was welcomed with open arms. As before, I arrived in male mode and then I changed on site, but in a spare bedroom this time instead of an undersized cubicle in the ladies room!
I wore a black faux leather mini skirt with a snug silver top, dark pantyhose, black patent leather shoes, bra with forms, no makeup or nail polish, but added a waist cincher and padded panties to give me some shape. I got quite a few compliments on my outfit and look. I was told wonders could be done with my face whenever the beard was gone! Interesting, and definitely food for thought.
So, in a way, this was a repeat of the first time, a lot of stressful driving, having to change on site rather than just showing up en femme. My host asked if I wanted to be introduced when I arrived, but I wanted to change into Amy first. When I was introduced to the rest of the ladies, there was no rush on their part to leave, even though I was rather late arriving. Everyone was enjoying the socializing and the conversation just kept going. The hosts weren’t in any rush to kick us out either, just as it had been at the pub night (my first time out.) Once changed, I started to settle down and really began to enjoy being Amy.
One of the nicest, most amazing things, (but really it isn’t,) is to them I am Amy. I’m not so and so dressed like a woman; we don’t usually share our “other” names with each other. So sitting, chatting, and being asked, “Amy, would you like another…” felt nice; it became so natural, so quickly.
Too soon, it was time to change back for my drive home, where were other family were present, though my wife would have been all right with me arriving home en femme. I am not yet ready to share this alter ego of mine with the rest of family.
I considered this outing to be a big success even though it took place at a private home. There weren’t issues with acceptance by outsiders, and the lack of close neighbors nearby helped to keep it from being publicly scrutinized, making it less stressful than it would have been in a much more public place. It doesn’t matter what you are or how you look. To simply be out again as Amy and meet others for a few hours was a success. It was all due to a few connections I’d made with other CD’s a few weeks earlier.
The glow from this small outing lasted well into the next day, which of course made the desire for the next time hard to contain!
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