Halloween costume-3
Again, Arn followed my lead and he bowed to the hall full of people and then we joined hands and walked off the dance floor with our heads high! I caught a couple of admiring looks from the other employees and one or two shamefaced lookaways from one or two others. Arn and I walked over to those shamefaced ones and just stood there, hand in hand, looking at them. Finally, I said to them, “I think you owe both Arn and me an apology, don’t you?
Well, they both kind of stood there, not looking at either of us and Arn surprised me again by speaking up, saying, “No, Mike, they don’t owe us any apologies! If anything I owe them a thank you!” I looked at Arn, a bit puzzled but didn’t say anything. He continued, “That was the most fun I have had dancing in a long time and, knowing that we were putting one over on these two made it just THAT much better!” And then Arn started to laugh! He looked squarely at the two would-be jokesters and finished by saying, “I hope you learned something here, today! If you didn’t, see me after work, outside, and I’ll continue the lesson!” And he held up a fist to emphasize what he had said!
I grabbed his fist and forced him to open it and said, with quite a bit of heat in my voice, “Look, Arn, there’s no need for that!” Pointing at his now open fist. “They’ve learned their lesson, I think. Now, lets all shake hands and stay friends, okay? No hard feelings, you two,” I finished and held out my hand. They looked at one another, then at me and at Arn and, finally, they did shake hands with us! I said, then, “Okay, then. That’s the end of it then!” and turned to walk away but Arn had one more surprise for me!
He put out his hand, stopping me from leaving and then he grabbed my hand again. He looked at me for a second or two and then finally said, “You just saved me from a REAL embarrassment and I owe you one! I would NEVER have heard the end of it if you hadn’t stopped me from what I was trying to do and clued me in on who you really are!” And then, he HUGGED me! Not a boy, girl hug, mind you, but a man to man kind of hug! When he let me go, I was a bit shaken and a little bit unsure of how to react but I finally recovered and we parted company as better friends than we had started the day as.
Well, the rest of the party was sort of anti-climactic but fun, nonetheless. I got a lot more compliments on how good I looked and for how I had handled the Arn situation though and I had a lot of fun at the party.
At around 2:30, it was time for me to leave and, I clicked my way back up the hallway to the break room where I took a few minutes to freshen up my makeup. Then I grabbed my purse, went down and got my coat and headed out the door, lighting a cigarette as I went. Holding it delicately between my fingertips and taking a long drag on it, I tilted my head back and blew a long stream of smoke at the beautiful, sunny day and started to laugh a little bit! “OH!” I remember thinking, “I wish EVERY CD/TV could have a day like I am having!”
I opened the door of my car and tossed my purse on the seat and slid in, remembering to sit down first, smoothing my skirt under me and then swung my legs in.
I sat there for a minute, finishing my cigarette and savoring the events of the day so far. Curiously, there hadn’t been a single time during the whole day that I had felt even the slightest bit of sexual excitement, which usually accompanies the times I dress! Instead, I felt a sense of rightness, of contentment and I was as relaxed as I have ever been!
I looked into the rearview mirror and checked my makeup and then I started the car and drove home. I stopped on the way to pick up a couple of packs of cigarettes and got no real weird looks from anyone until I opened my mouth to ask for them. The woman at the service desk, where the cigarettes are kept, even asked, “Can I help you, Ma’am?” I LOVED IT! When I DID speak up to ask for my brand of smokes, her jaw dropped and she got the silliest look on her face and I started laughing! I paid for the smokes and left the store, still chuckling and went on home.
When I arrived there, I parked my car and visited the neighbors, figuring, “in for a penny, in for a pound!”
To my absolute amazement, they loved my outfit and, at first, couldn’t believe that it was me! Then, when they finally accepted the fact that it WAS me, they kept commenting on how good I looked and acted! I had three hours to kill before my therapy appointment and I used all of it visiting the neighbors and talking with them. I’m certain that none of them realized that, the way I looked right then, was the way I’d prefer to look EVERY day!
When it came time for me to head downtown for my appointment, I didn’t even hesitate! I climbed back into the car and checked my makeup and drove downtown.
I couldn’t find a parking place anywhere near the building my appointment was in so I had to park about 4 blocks away. Again, I didn’t even hesitate, I just parked, got out of the car and locked it, hoisted my purse onto my shoulder and began to walk the four blocks!
It was an incredible feeling, being out in Broad Daylight, fully dressed as a woman and not worrying about being “read”! I felt free and excited but, at the same time, calm and confident. As I walked towards the medical building, my heels clicking on the sidewalk, I felt totally in control and I don’t recall getting even one strange look from passers by! Maybe I did get looks and maybe I didn’t, I don’t honestly recall. What I DO remember is that I didn’t CARE if I got looks!
When I arrived at the medical building, I still had a few minutes until my appointment so I stood outside and smoked a cigarette, the same way as I had been doing all day, in the most feminine manner I could manage. When I finished, I went inside and rang for the elevator and waited while it took it’s sweet time getting to my floor. When it arrived, I got in, pushed the button for the proper floor and stood back and waited while it did it’s thing. Arriving at the proper floor, I exited the elevator and walked over to the reception desk and presented my card to the receptionist, and waited for her response.
She looked at the card, looked up at me, looked back at the card and said, “Thank you Mike. The therapist will be right with you. Why don’t you take a seat and wait out here?” I took back my card, stuck it in my wallet which I then returned to my purse and found a comfortable chair to wait in. I made sure, once again, to sweep my skirt out from under me and sat down, as gracefully as I could. I found that I couldn’t cross my legs in the feminine manner. I’m sure I don’t have to explain why, but let’s just say that I tried, and it hurt! Nuff said?
I only had to wait for about 5 minutes until my therapist came out and called my name. I stood up and moved towards her and I could see a bit of confusion in her eyes until I spoke up saying, “Hi, it’s me!” Then she got a funny kind of half smile on her face and escorted me to her office.
I won’t bore you with the details of what we discussed but I DID tell her all about my day and all the feelings I had been experiencing and I noticed that she took about three times as many notes than she usually did!
When my session ended, I stood up and got ready to leave. My therapist asked me one final question, though. She asked me, “How do you feel right now?”
“I feel great!” I told her. “I feel natural and complete and in control!” She looked at for a minute more and then said,
“Okay, session is over. See you next week at the same time?”
“You bet!” I replied. “Although I can’t guarantee that I’ll be dressed this way!” She chuckled a bit at that and then told me,
“Well, you can if you want to, or need to. It makes no difference to me and it isn’t illegal!”
I left the building feeling like I was walking on air! I lit a smoke and enjoyed it while I walked back to my car and I played it up just a little bit, putting a little extra swing in my hips and enjoying the sound of my heels on the sidewalk. It IS tough to remember all of the things that make up a normal walk for a woman, when you are really a guy! There’s the hips thing, then there’s the arms and where they are held and used, while walking, and there’s the head up, shoulders back thing as well! I didn’t try to force anything but I must have been fairly convincing because I again noticed no one looking at me as anything but what I appeared to be!
When I got back to my car, I unlocked it, got in, and headed home. I stopped at a Mickey D’s and grabbed some fast food for supper and, when I got home, my housemate/landlady was home with her little girl. She, my housemate, knows about my crossdressing and it doesn’t bother her and her little girl thinks it’s funny so I wasn’t worried about them seeing me this way. I sat with them and talked while I ate my Mickey D burgers and fries, telling them about my day.
When I finished eating, I headed up to my room and fired up the computer so I could tell my internet friends about my wonderful day as well.
At around 1 o’clock in the morning, I signed off the internet and went into the bathroom to wash up and get ready for bed. I slept, that night in my long, lacy, black, silky nightgown and awoke in the morning before the alarm went off. Then I got dressed in my normal drab guy clothes and went to work.
All that day, I kept getting remarks and comments about how good I had looked and how well I had done. That was my Halloween for 2000 and it was DEFINITELY one I will always remember!
There is an aftermath to this as well.
Thursday, when I went in to work, I found that the clients of the Day care had circulated a petition to have me come back as Cathy for regular visits! My immediate boss was all for it saying that she thought I had a better figure than SHE had and if the clients wanted it and if I would do it, she didn’t see anything wrong with it! The higher-ups nixed it though. They said, “It wouldn’t be appropriate!” Oh well. I guess they are probably right about that but it sure was exciting to think that I had been THAT close to having permission to “dress” for work, whenever I wanted to, and who knows? Maybe in the not so distant future, they might just change their minds!
I’ll be sure to let you all know when and if that ever happens.
