Halloween costume-2
From that point on, I no longer worried about being outside, fully dressed as a woman. The only thing I worried about, now, was driving in those high heels! They placed my feet at a completely different angle to the accelerator and brake pedals and the first few minutes were a bit shaky! I soon adjusted, though and managed the drive to the Day Care without incident. Arriving there, I parked my car in the lot, grabbed my purse and walked to the Center. Walking toward the main doors, I stopped and lit a cigarette. Pulling the smoke down deep into my lungs relaxed me a bit. As I walked towards the doors, my mind was going two hundred miles an hour, and the familiar action of smoking was a much needed tension reliever!
I stood outside the doors, finishing my cigarette and, as I stood there a couple of the residents arrived at the center. They smiled at me and I nodded back at them but I saw NO light of recognition in their eyes! A couple of the workers came down to meet the arriving residents and I got the same response from them! They didn’t recognize me either! All of a sudden, I began to relax. This WAS going to work for me! The workers and residents went inside and I finished my smoke and went inside, smiling.
Now, I hadn’t worked on my walk very much, but those boots, slightly tight and with the three inch heels, forced me to take smaller steps and as a result, my walk was somewhat feminine. I didn’t try to emphasize the sway of my hips nor did I try to restrain it. I just went with what seemed to work and didn’t think about it anymore. I hung up my coat and slung my purse back onto my shoulder and walked into the day room where all the residents and workers would be.
As I entered, I could see faces looking at me questioningly as if saying, “Who are you? You don’t belong here, do you?” I went into the back room where the employee’s break area is and was greeted by the same kind of looks by my co-workers! Finally, after a couple of tense minutes, one of the women workers stepped close to me and looked at my face intently for a couple of seconds and then, she lost it! She began to laugh so hard I thought she was going to fall down!
The others looked from me to her, and back to me, wondering, I knew, what she was laughing at! When she finally recovered enough to choke out a few words, she said, “OH MY GOD! Don’t any of you recognize who this is???”
Well, then they all began to look more closely at me and it wasn’t more than a couple more minutes before they all finally realized who I really was and that started the damndest session of laughter and admiring remarks that it has EVER been my pleasure to be part of! EVERYONE was talking all at once but the gist of it was that they couldn’t BELIEVE how good I looked! Now they were all in costumes as well, but none of them appeared to have gone to the time or trouble that I had. After a few minutes of that, it was time for me to clock in and begin work. I stashed my purse where the other women (OTHER WOMEN!) Stored theirs, and walked out into the day room.
It took about 20 minutes for word to spread through the day room and I felt a lot of curious eyes on me as I went about my business of getting coffee for people and socializing with them. What with those activities, and meeting people down by the main doors to escort them to the day room, I almost forgot the way I was dressed and felt very normal and comfortable! It wasn’t until my first smoke break until my clothing difference made itself known again.
When I went outside to light up, my Boss was already out there and she hadn’t seen me yet! I dug my smokes out of my purse and proceeded to light one and, as I stood there smoking, she was looking at me very intently as if trying to remember where she had seen me before! Finally I couldn’t stand it any longer and I started to laugh! Now, I have never been able to imitate a female voice so my laugh came out in my normal male baritone/tenor and, when it did, she clapped both hands to her face and said, “Oh MY GOD! Mike! Is that really YOU?” And she was off into a laughing fit! I joined in with her and before too long, she was asking me a hundred questions, it seemed. How did I do this, how long did it take, where did I get the nerve for it and a lot more came out of her mouth.
I tried to answer as many of her questions as I could without giving her the idea that I was actually enjoying the way I was dressed and that I had done it before, in private, hundreds of times! We stood there and talked for about 15 minutes and, as a joke, I tried to hold and smoke my cigarette the way I have seen women do it. I guess I must have done it well because I could see her eyes following my movements and she even said, “Look at you! Standing there smoking like that!” I shrugged it off, saying,
“Hey, I’m only imitating what YOU are doing!” and laughing a bit to give her the impression that I was only putting her on. Little did she know that I WAS “going to school” on her! I WAS imitating her movements, trying to add to my repertoire of feminine movements! She seemed to buy my explanation, though and, when we finished our smokes, we went back inside together, our heels tapping on the hard tile floors. I was inwardly THRILLED to hear those sounds and to feel the skirt brushing against my legs but I tried not to let it show.
We entered the break room area and she dug into her purse for her compact and lipstick to freshen up, so, with a look at her, I did the same! She darned near got lipstick all over her face when she started laughing at me standing there with my compact open, freshening my lipstick and powdering my nose and chin!
Oh what a feeling it was for me, though. To be standing there with a real woman, putting on makeup in full view of her, with her knowing that I was really a guy was a kick I can’t even begin to describe!
Well, the rest of the day went pretty much like that.
Eventually, all of the employees and residents of the Day Care finally recognized me and I was subjected to comments like “How GOOD you Look!” and, “Look how well she, I mean he, walks in those heels!” And, “You look lovely!” It was a day full of “ego candy” for me and I was getting more and more confident with each passing moment. Strangely enough, I wasn’t feeling uncomfortable or “out of place” in the clothing I was wearing! It was almost as if I had forgotten that I was wearing a skirt and heels and makeup!
At lunch break, I went outside and smoked a couple of cigarettes with some of the other workers and all of them were marveling and commenting on how good I looked and how well I was carrying off what had to be a difficult costume to wear. “Costume!” I thought to myself. “If they ONLY knew!” After lunch, we all went back in and the “gals” and I freshened our makeup, which started a whole new round of laughing AND compliments on how well I did it!
The party itself began about 15 minutes after everyone was done with lunch and we took the wheelchair bound people down to the large hall first. I had no problems on the high heels, pushing the wheelchairs and, within about 15 minutes more, everyone was ready for the party to begin. We had spent the whole morning helping the clients get into their costumes and they were looking great! Everyone was smiling and having fun and then the band fired up and the party began.
We spent the better part of two hours at the party with the clients having a marvelous time and everyone who could, was up dancing. Now, I don’t normally dance unless it’s a slow dance and I like to be the one who leads, if you get my drift! From out of nowhere, one of the workers from another Day care center that was there sharing the party with us, came up behind me and tapped me on the shoulder! I turned around to see who it was and what they wanted and found myself staring at a guy who was, obviously, asking me to dance!
I was speechless! Hadn’t anyone clued this guy in on who I really was? I looked around at my co-workers and they were all studiously ignoring what was going on! Now I was on the horns of a REAL problem! If I went ahead and danced with this guy, then he would be embarrassed and probably hate me for fooling him! If I turned him down, then he would still be embarrassed because he would get kidded about not even being able to get a guy to dance with him, much less a woman! It seemed that, no matter which way I went with this, he was going to come out a loser and I was going to have a problem with him in the future as I was certain he would try to get back at me!
I thought about it for a few seconds, standing there with him looking at me, expectantly. Suddenly, I had a flash of inspiration and I leaned in and whispered in his ear. “Listen, Arnie. It’s me, Mike! Don’t let on that I have told you anything. I think the rest of the workers are trying to put one over on both of us so how’s about we turn it around on them? Play along with me and we’ll give them a dance to remember! Otherwise, we are BOTH going to be embarrassed and probably end up hating one another!”
His eyes got REALLY big and he stepped back slightly to take a better look at me. Then, a look of recognition came into his eyes and he stepped back towards me and whispered, “Okay. Damn, Mike! I swear, I thought you were a woman! I’m sorry!” I whispered back, saying,
No sweat, Arn. I appreciate the compliment! Now, if we are gonna do this, we gotta do it right, so just follow me and don’t worry! I started towards the front of the room where the band was set up and got the attention of the bandleader. He came over to the edge of the bandstand and leaned down to hear what I was saying to him. I asked him to, at the end of the song they were presently playing, start a slow number and explained what Arn and I would be doing and why. His eyes lit up as he realized that I was a male and he understood what we were going to do! Then Arn and I walked to the center of the dance area and waited the few seconds it took to end the song the band was playing.
They started the next song and I looked at Arnie and he got my unspoken message. He and I took the standard pose for a guy and a girl for dancing but reversed! I took the lead role, and Arn followed as best he could! I peeked around and saw that EVERYONE’s eyes were on us and so I played it up just a little more! I whispered to Arn, “Don’t lose it here, I’m gonna dip you!” and I chuckled a little bit.
I’ll give Arn a lot of credit, he took that dip like a man, or rather, like a woman! It went beautifully and everyone applauded us when the song ended! I walked over to the bandstand and asked for the microphone and, when the bandleader handed it to me, I said, “I know that all of you,” and here I pointed at my coworkers, “put Arn up to asking me to dance! I’d like to thank you for that. He’s a great dancer, and I had fun!” With that, I handed the microphone back and did a curtsey to the entire hall!
