Having kept Rebecca a secret for so many years, when I retired last October I knew that it was time to give her freedom. I began by visiting Manchester in the north of England for a few days. I took more female items (clothes, makeup and shoes) than male. I was still rather secretive for most of the trip, dressing female as Rebecca only in the hotel room.

During my stay, I twice visited a shop called Transformation. On my first visit, I purchased two wigs and natural silicone breasts. On my second visit on the last day, having checked out of the hotel I went to the shop for a make over. I had everything I needed. I had taken some of my own female items to the shop with me. When the make over was finished, I stayed downstairs in the shop so that Rebecca would be visible to others, rather than sit upstairs in a lounge they had for customers use.

Before I left for the journey home to Northampton, Eileen, a member of staff, wanted to take a couple of pictures. I had a necklace I really like but I had left it in the car. So I just said to her “I’m going to fetch it” and with that I left the shop, walked to my car and returned with the necklace. I hadn’t been at all bothered about being outside in a suburb of Manchester dressed as Rebecca. After the photos, Eileen said “it’s a shame you can’t go home as Rebecca”. I replied “What a good idea” and quickly changed into my own female clothes. I left the shop and returned to my car.

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Heading off down the road, I glanced down at the petrol gauge. It read three bars. I guessed that it would be touch and go to make it home without making a stop to fill up. Still I continued on my way.  I left Manchester and headed south on the M6 motorway eventually switching to the M6 Toll road to avoid Birmingham. I rejoined the M6 and then the M1. A further glance at the petrol gauge told me that I wouldn’t make it without a stop for petrol. I was near Coventry, so I visited the nearest motorway services. I pulled into the filling station and got petrol and a sandwich as I hadn’t eaten. I felt quite at ease despite the fact I was forced into making the stop.

So there you are; this was the start of my journey of bringing Rebecca forward in my life and so much more has happened since. I would so much like to share more of my journey. Recalling it all makes me so happy.

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Hello, I'm Rebecca Anne and since October last year when I retired I have opened up my feminine world. I live in Northampton In England and am pleased to say since I came out as transgender I have had support from a number of people - my best friend who I first met thirty two years ago, when I told him his reaction was to invite me for Sunday roast dinner with him and his partner - saying come dressed as you feel most comfortable. Some of my Neighbours have given a lot of support too. The hardest thing was telling my Daughter, she said she needed time to take it in and asked that I refrain from dressing femme in her presence, the last time we spoke on the subject she said the same but used I not ready yet which was encouraging. My Son still lives at home and before I could tell him he came home early one day from work and walked in on me sat dressed femme - he asked why are you dressed like that ? I told him because I want to, it is something that goes back Townsend was young. (Ten years old). His answer to my reply was a casual -well if that's what you want carry on. I took that as his acceptances. After my return from my latest visit to my 91 year old Father ( he's 92 in September) on 22nd July I have dressed femme for all but two periods of two and a half hours in the company of my Daughter and Son in law. She told me during the first period that my Son had spoken to her about me and that he was missing the Father and Son moments.

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    Rebecca Anne 1 year ago

    I went to my event evening last month organised by the clothes shop Bohemian Fiinds in Northampton, England. It was an LBGT event. I went into Northampton in the morning of the day of the event,wearing high heels as a dummy run to find out if I’d cope wearing them to the event. Whilst in town I visited B. F. Shop and was talking to the women who run the shop and a customer about wearing my shoes as preparation for later. In the after noon I went to my gym class which was circuit. On return home from gym got ready to go to the event. Decided I would wear my high heels ( the second highest heels I own). I wore one of my B. F. dresses which was blue with a white anchor pattern, and my blue cardigan from Next over it. When I got there I showed the picture of my free entry ticket and got a glass of wine. The event was after normal shopping hours. There where other businesses represented and I found it enjoyable.
    The Lady Mayor was at the event and just happened to be the customer I had spoken to in B. F. shop earlier in the day. She asked me how my feet were feeling. I told her they were hurting and that I wished I’d worn flatter shoes. I socialised a bit during the evening enjoyed a piece of cake which cost three pounds fifty, but it did have an ice cream wafer and a chocolate flake on the top. I also brought two lots of raffle tickets, the first from a lady from Anne Summers who handed me a catalogue, which I carried with me for the remaining time I stayed at the event. I won two packs of cookies and cream fudge on the other raffle. I stayed until the event concluded despite my painful feet and I had to walk back to the car park, which was slowly achieved. Still I arrived home happy that I went.
    The next morning I went into Northampton town centre again, I went into B. F. Shop and the Lady Mayor was in there, just as a customer again. She said it was pay day from her job and she was buying clothes. She asked if my feet had recovered I told her they had. Her year as Lady Mayor finished a couple of weeks after the event. I had met a a nice trans woman called Tips at the event, she said her name was Australian and she had leg tattoos. I asked her about the tattoos as I have thought about getting one myself not on my leg though. She told me that she intended to have both legs completely covered with tattoos! I also was introduced to a guy who used to cross dress but had now stopped, we did however have an interesting conversation. There were a couple of other trans women who attended the event but they both kept themselves to themself. So there you are.

    Rebecca Anne.

  2. Michael 7 months ago

    Hello Rebecca..I will soon be retiring and I want to follow the same path you have taken…I’m new to this but I have feeling inside to be a girl…I’ll be moving to a new town and don’t have any kids so it might be a little easier for me that way but I’ nervous about going out in public…thanks for you story..it gives me courage

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