Follow-Up after the trip concluded August 4, 2019
I spent a lot of time in my hotel room dressed in girl clothes. I also went out to the gay bar three more times and had a nice time there each visit. I took the opportunity to chat with several different people including two different bartenders and about a dozen patrons. Some men were definitely gay, and some were less noticeably so. I also chatted with several women who were there -- maybe straight, maybe lez; I am not really certain.
I enjoyed sleeping in nighties and my breast forms. After about the third night, I slept well with the change in feel when I rolled to my side or onto my stomach. The "breasts" felt more and more "normal" to me.
I was able to spend most of the last Sunday in girl clothes. I went down to breakfast again in dress... and stayed a while longer. People noticed, and said nothing that I am aware of.
I planned to fly out on Saturday... so I needed to plan for where the clothes and forms would go. I washed the clothing and cleaned the forms. I packed them all up and found a clothing donation bin nearby. I put all the clothes in one grocery bag and the breast forms into another bag. I walked to the donation bin and dropped them in. I am certain someone will be surprised when they find the forms. I am equally certain that someone will get good use from the bras, dresses, skirt/top set and nighties I donated.
So, now I am back home. Endrab. Back to my usual male self. But, I will have memories of these three weeks when I could dress and even go out in dress. Fond memories.
I enjoyed sleeping in nighties and my breast forms. After about the third night, I slept well with the change in feel when I rolled to my side or onto my stomach. The "breasts" felt more and more "normal" to me.
I was able to spend most of the last Sunday in girl clothes. I went down to breakfast again in dress... and stayed a while longer. People noticed, and said nothing that I am aware of.
I planned to fly out on Saturday... so I needed to plan for where the clothes and forms would go. I washed the clothing and cleaned the forms. I packed them all up and found a clothing donation bin nearby. I put all the clothes in one grocery bag and the breast forms into another bag. I walked to the donation bin and dropped them in. I am certain someone will be surprised when they find the forms. I am equally certain that someone will get good use from the bras, dresses, skirt/top set and nighties I donated.
So, now I am back home. Endrab. Back to my usual male self. But, I will have memories of these three weeks when I could dress and even go out in dress. Fond memories.
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