Well last night was
the first time that got to be my true self and have a real life day with my
lovely wife. I have to admit, she was terrific. In the morning I just
transitioned like I normally do on weekends, without even saying anything to her. We had
talked the night before, when she got in from England, and came to an understanding
that Laura is here to stay and she needs to find out if she can deal with her
in real life. I wore a pink lace bra and matching thong panties, brown Capri’s
and a casual, short sleeve orange top with my new girl flip flops. Very casual
dress with the point of blending in. So here we were....the first day of
finding out.
We started the day at
our usual weekend breakfast place, Panera Bread. I agreed to walk in ahead of
her so that she could follow and not necessarily appear to be with me. That way
she could observe the looks that others gave me. Remember, I am 5'8" so though
short by boy standards, tall for a girl. So I went in and ordered. I looked
around to watch her come in the door but didn't see her. I turned all the way
around and she was already ordering. My breakfast came first of course so I
took my breakfast sandwich, bacon - egg - cheese on ciabatta, and coffee to a
table. She followed shortly thereafter and sat at another table very close to
me. We ate our breakfast, not speaking too much and I felt very self conscious,
way more than usual. I think it's because she doesn't think I look like a girl.
I had to keep reminding me that it was because she knows me so well and can
recognize me. I can recognize myself.....but that makes since. It's not a
disguise, it's me being myself. I went to the toilet (ladies of course) and
then went back to the table and we left together. She commented that she saw
people looking at me. Well of course people look, everyone looks at everybody, and
it’s a natural thing. What I didn't see and she had to admit, was that no one
stared and no one did a double take. I felt that I had blended in but her
doubts created more in me.
Next stop was Walmart
as she needed shampoo. It was a quick and uneventful trip, again with her
entering behind me and observing from a distance.
Then the spa, we both
had pedicures and while I had a manicure she had a set of acrylic nails
applied. My natural nails are plenty long. We decided to pay the $300+ to get
permanent eyebrows done but the stylist was busy so we made appointments for
the next day. All went well in there and I just have to remember to smile
anytime someone looks my way as it highlights my cheekbones and gives my face
more of a feminine look. Besides, several people have told me I have a nice
smile, and I think I do too. :-)
Now home for a
"kip", which is a nap in England. A couple of hours later we were
awake and planning our evening. She agreed to follow my normal routine of Squid
Lips followed by an hour or so at Lou's Blues. It was a Thursday but I knew
they had live music at Lou's Blues every night at 9:00 pm. I changed into jeans
and my 3" wedges but left the same top on. We got to Squid Lips and now
walked in together. I'm not sure it's right but I have to remember to ignore a
lifetime of social training and be careful not to always hold the door to let
her walk in first. No, I don't let it slam in her face but if I get to the door
first I enter and then reach back and hold it for her. Well it turns out that on
Thursdays from 6:00 - 10:00 pm they have live music. We got there at about 6:30 and
it was still happy hour till 7:00. We agreed to order chicken wings with our
favorite teriyaki - garlic sauce. I really fancied them, though they are so
messy to eat. We both ended up cutting off as much meat as we could with our plastic
silverware and finally getting to the rest by holding them in our fingers. We
drank 3 beers each (can't beat happy hour prices) and left around 8:00. It was
a nice time and not sure if it was the beer or not but she relaxed, and I
followed and we had fun. It was so nice to have someone to talk with when I'm
out and we talked, laughed, ate and drank. Yes, a good time was had by all. Ok,
so we made fun of this guy with a mushed in face who acted like he was a part
of the band and then had to "fan his t-shirt" after every song as he
walked across the bar. :-) It was funny though. So we had a good time, doing
normal things. One more stop before the night was done.
Lou's Blues...... Here,
it was the usual wine with ice on the side. Adding ice to the wine stretches it
out which means we don't drink as much and is therefore cheaper and we are not
concerned about driving. Well one turned into two and we were there for the
band at 9:00. All in all we were there nearly two hours and had 2 drinks. Well
I had a new experience there, or should I say experiences. We were sitting at
the bar chatting and minding our own business when this guy a couple of bar
stools over came over between us, putting his hands on the back of each of our chairs
and introduced himself and his friend. He was probably 30 ish. My wife
introduced herself and when he turned to me and said, "And you are?"
I answered him, "Laura". He heard my wife's accent and for the next 10-15 minutes
we were talking about England as he had been in the AF there, very near where
we had lived. In fact, he lived for a while in the same village we did. I
remember using the word "we" a lot, though not intentionally - just
because it was true. What I wonder, but will never know, is if he concluded that
we might be lesbians. Eventually he turned and asked me how tall I was and I
told him 5'8". He asked if he could have his picture taken with me by his
friend, stating that he was the smallest guy in the world. He didn't look that
small until I stood up and stood 5"11 with my 3" heels. Well if he
was 5'2" he was a giant. His friend took the picture and I commented on
small he really was. No, I didn't mean there but who knows if he might have
taken it that way. A few minutes later he left and his friend said a couple of
things but then left us alone. I'm not used to this kind of attention and it
makes me uncomfortable because I'm not sure how to handle it.
Well I would have a chance to get some more experience the same night. We went outside to smoke a cigarette and sat down on a bench. No more than had we lit up when this guy, in his late 60's I'd say, came out to smoke as well. Well he sat down on the far end of the same bench my wife was sitting on, about 6 feet away. My bench attached at the near end forming an "L". He started a casual conversation with mostly my wife as I tended to ignore him. Learning more than we cared to know we learned that he was Portuguese (his mother was from Portugal and his dad American), he had lived in S. Africa for 35 yrs (explaining his accent) and that his wife had died 8 yrs ago. He did have two children but it wasn't clear to me whether they lived locally or not, but I didn't get the feeling they were close by. Then he "slyly", though obviously, scooted closer to her....then again. Now my wife is not only lovely but she is very friendly and gives off vibes that she would not be mean to you if you talked with her. She'd look at me and give me the look like, "I wish he would just fuck off", and roll her eyes but then turn back to him and smile and continue to talk. Well we finished our cigarette (a fag in England) and quickly excused ourselves and went back inside to our seats. I could see behind me via the mirror behind the bar and sure enough within a few minutes he approached, standing beside me (my wife was on the other side of me). He ordered a coke or whatever non alcoholic drink he was drinking out of a paper coke cup...probably water. He made it clear that we were to notice that he was there and made one casual comment but didn't linger. A short time later he was back, this time on my wife's side. He would just stand at the bar and stretch....which is an odd thing to do I think, and then went back to his seat behind us. He did this a couple of times until we disappeared into the sanctuary of the ladies restroom. When we came out we finished our drinks and left shortly thereafter. Clearly he was lonely and we did feel a little sorry for him, but for God sakes, he needs to set his sights a bit lower if he wants to hook up with someone.
Yes, it looks like new beginnings and some new experiences. I really wish guys would just leave us alone but my wife is so open and inviting that I'd better get used to it. Yes, new beginnings, for both of us. :-)
<><><>Well I would have a chance to get some more experience the same night. We went outside to smoke a cigarette and sat down on a bench. No more than had we lit up when this guy, in his late 60's I'd say, came out to smoke as well. Well he sat down on the far end of the same bench my wife was sitting on, about 6 feet away. My bench attached at the near end forming an "L". He started a casual conversation with mostly my wife as I tended to ignore him. Learning more than we cared to know we learned that he was Portuguese (his mother was from Portugal and his dad American), he had lived in S. Africa for 35 yrs (explaining his accent) and that his wife had died 8 yrs ago. He did have two children but it wasn't clear to me whether they lived locally or not, but I didn't get the feeling they were close by. Then he "slyly", though obviously, scooted closer to her....then again. Now my wife is not only lovely but she is very friendly and gives off vibes that she would not be mean to you if you talked with her. She'd look at me and give me the look like, "I wish he would just fuck off", and roll her eyes but then turn back to him and smile and continue to talk. Well we finished our cigarette (a fag in England) and quickly excused ourselves and went back inside to our seats. I could see behind me via the mirror behind the bar and sure enough within a few minutes he approached, standing beside me (my wife was on the other side of me). He ordered a coke or whatever non alcoholic drink he was drinking out of a paper coke cup...probably water. He made it clear that we were to notice that he was there and made one casual comment but didn't linger. A short time later he was back, this time on my wife's side. He would just stand at the bar and stretch....which is an odd thing to do I think, and then went back to his seat behind us. He did this a couple of times until we disappeared into the sanctuary of the ladies restroom. When we came out we finished our drinks and left shortly thereafter. Clearly he was lonely and we did feel a little sorry for him, but for God sakes, he needs to set his sights a bit lower if he wants to hook up with someone.
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| Laura at Lou's Blues |
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| My Lovely Lynda at Lou's Blues |
Yes, it looks like new beginnings and some new experiences. I really wish guys would just leave us alone but my wife is so open and inviting that I'd better get used to it. Yes, new beginnings, for both of us. :-)
I am sincerely,
Laura Catherine
ok you are going to love this. i saw the pic of you and i said to myself, does his wife look like that face on? its because your nose is a bit wider than hers. but i totally mistake you for your wife.!! yikes! if i can make this mistake then you are truly passable. :)
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