Reply To: First time driving dressed

[Julie Carson]

Oh I still remember my first time out driving. It was at a time that my wife not only accepted my fem side but began playing with it. Bringing me a new color lipstick, panties in my drawer. The pink fog was raging and MY attitude was going from afraid to be seen to wanting to be seen. At about 7 oclock one night i began doing my makeup. My wife asked wheree i was going alll dolled up. I told her i wanted to go for a drive. She said i looked pretty and off i went. After 25 miles i pulled into a rest area and used the ladies room. Oh the click clack of my halls reverberating off the concrete walls reminded me off what a girl i have become. Putting on some fresh lipstick, fixing my hair re enfroced my femininty. Women in the ladies room didnt seeem to notice me. As i was getting back in my car a state trooper pulled up and asked me if “everything was alroght mam”? Oh another shot of pink fog. Keep it coming. I smiled and noddeed yes. I rummaged in my purse and took out a ladies cigarette, an Eve 120 and by now the fog had allowed all my mannerisms to becomme feminine so of course i smoked like a lady and it gave me an idea, to stop at a convenience store for another pack. The cashier at the store smiled and said how may i help you and in my most feminine voice possible asked for a pack of Eves. It felt as though I was in a plaCe i would never return from. It was the most natural feeling and i was so at ease with myself as a woman. Oh sorry to ramble so……..