Having a great time in Devon, despite dodgy weather. I was also having a lovely time getting retail therapy in one of the lovely little harbour towns. I was making such exciting purchases as a practical purse identical to my current one for when it wears out plus Thai nasal inhalers – because why wouldn’t you? They seem as marvellous as Lucozade and Mars bars before the powers that be decided advertisers could not tell outright lies about stuff being good for us.
And after this and a wonderful bacon bap, I was feeling just a little cranky because my feet were hurting and it was a grey day. An ice-cream and a sit down helped and I got a second wind, and so I was tempted by an interesting looking clothes shop. I saw some dresses that fitted into the space between boring old fart and mutton dressed as lamb.
And as I was approaching the changing room some black lace, ribbon and metal caught my eye. Two gorgeous corset-style topped dresses whispered “Try me” – so I did. My friend noticed them too and wondered if I would. She did ask where I’d wear them and I decided they were definitely for “at home”! I also told her I thought my lovers would approve and one might want to borrow it! She took it in her stride that I had a cross-dresser in my life.
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