a little bit of drama

Well, as alluded to in my last post i visited Bristol for a site inspection yesterday, and the following is what happened.  all photos are either of the clothes i wore, or used to illustrate the story!

i was up slightly earlier than normal, and put on a white thong and some black tights under my work trousers.  (as a side note my wife does not know about my current level and need for dressing, we played once but nothing ever came of it and she is uncomfortable with it i think).  so i left house at about 7.30am with a view to getting changed en route.

the first stop was the first motorway services, only 5 mins from home, but what i thought would be a good place to quickly get changed.  i was wrong.  the plan was to park well away from anyone and then put on a bra, a skirt and some ballet flats to drive in ( i have tried to drive in heels before and i think it is not safe).

i know i am technically doing nothing wrong, but the first thing i noticed was the police parked up in the far corner, exactly where i was going!  the services was also very busy, so much so i ended up leaving and heading to the next services with a view that i would get changed no matter what.

so after a further 20 minutes drive i pulled up at the next services, away from anyone and began to get changed.  but there was still plenty of people around, and i was sure some were looking as a stripped off, put on a white t-shirt bra, my breast forms, a black skirt that came to about 3 inches below my knees and my new wig.  a coat of red lipstick completed the look.

i was very wary of people around me, especially as i got out of the car, straightened my skirt and put my trousers in the boot, therefore forcing me to get out again at some point.

Then susan was then on her way, and almost immediately the traffic ground to a halt.  i was quite self-conscious but my fragile confidence grew a little as it seemed no-one took any notice of the sissy in the car next to them.  i am sure some men gave me a bit of a look, but i didnt notice.

so i drove for couple of hours, i know i got some glances a s a few men overtook me, and i caught them looking, but there look did change a bit when they saw my face.  i guess i am not that girly yet, again probably due to my make-up skills.

eventually i had to stop, so i pulled up in some more services, looking for a quiet spot to get out and get my trousers out of the boot.  no such luck. in the quiet areas were the odd person sat in their cars/vans just looking around.  i parked up facing the entrance road and after 5mins just got out and got my trousers.  i put them on and took the wig off.  i wonder what they thought when they saw a man walk out of the car after seeing a girl get in!

i kept the padded bra on and the ballet flats that showed a lot of my nylon coated feet (the shoe only just covered my toes and had a bow on it - just like the above but without the heel)  my shirt was also quite slim fitting, so my bust did show quite a bit so i put on my fleece, which if just fastened an inch at the bottom, highlighted my breasts more!

i was obviously very self conscious walking in girls shoes, but no-one seemed to notice.  i got a coffee from costa as the other coffee shop was very busy and i went for the least people one, then back to the car to get changed again.

putting my skirt on was not a problem, but  a man came and stood about 10yds from the car, just watching people come into the car park.  eventually i just had to put it on, but as i did he walked away, so i was able to straighten my skirt and put my trousers back in the boot.

all the way there and back i only listened to katy perry, hannah montana or britney spears.  total girly immersion.

the journey took me straight the middle of bristol, in heavy traffic, and i did get a few looks!

when i finally arrived at 12pm a quick change out of my skirt in the asda car park, putting my safety boots on instead of ballet flats, but keeping my bra and breast forms on, covered with my fleece.  i opened my fleece whenever i wasn't with someone i knew.

i was setting off back to yorkshire at 1.15pm, and just got changed in the asda car park, obviously my confidence was now up a bit.  i then set off back through a busy bristol, stopping at the front of many traffic lights before getting onto the motorway.

then.......   the car started overheating and i had to limp into the next services.  knowing i needed to have a look beneath the bonnet i parked away from as many people as possible (remember i had my skirt etc on), but my car decided otherwise and at the moment i parked up decided to activate a smoke screen of steam from the bonnet!!!  everyone in the car park noticed.

i was sat there, i dare not get out for fear that if someone did think i was a girl they would come over and help the damsel in distress, but would get a shock!!

so i sat and sat until the smoke cleared, and especially until 2 cars parked almost opposite had finished their coffees and gone, before i got out, grabbed my trousers and got changed to look at the car.  as suspected i had blown a hose, so i rung the rac who said they may tow me home or to a garage near me, after a prolonged discussion as to whether the company had paid the bill (we had).

this meant a quick change of tact for me.  knowing that the car could get towed to the managing directors brothers garage, and i was going to get dropped off at home as i was.  so it was off with the bra etc, and an attempt to hide my bag of girly clothes in the boot.

as it happened the car was managed to be repaired on the spot, but it did take nearly 3 hours due to the difficulties of the positioning of the hose.

it was dark when the rac man left, so i was quickly back into sissy mode.  i grabbed my bra and forms, put on my ballet flats and went to the toilets to get changed.  i stubbed my toe very hard as i didn't see a kerb in the dark.

bra back on, breast forms in.  i kept my coat open and grabbed a coffee before getting back to the car and putting on my skirt and some lipstick and off home.  got stuck in major traffic around birmingham, again getting a few views from other drivers.

as i nearly got home, i pulled into the local services to get changed.  again there was police in the quiet bit and a gang of lads hanging around.  i parked best i could and got out, grabbed my trousers and put them on.  i left my wig on until last. then as i was just about ready to take it off i heard a guy in the car next to me!  he had come back and was having a smoke.  i panicked a little before deciding to just drive off and finish off nearer home.

after all of this i got changed when i got in and left my tights out in clear view.  i don't know if my wife saw them, but she didn't say anything.

overall it was lovely driving in a skirt, and i couldn't stop touching my hair.  definately set a precedent and hopefully there will be more long journeys in the future!