[pauladunbar]

Considering it was only a few days since my first venture into public streets, I decided to take the plunge and try shopping for a nice summer dress dressed en femme. Once again I went to a beachside suburb and a mid price range boutique. A young lady some 23 years of age helped me to look through some suitable sized dresses. I chose three and asked to try them on. The small change room was not very private with only a bad fitting curtain covering the doorway. I was wearing a form fitting panty girdle and for once my dick behaved itself. I chose one of the dresses and asked the young lady assistant for her opinion on style and fitting. She looked and made some minor adjustments to the way the dress was hanging. Her warm hands touching my body was quite erotic and my heart started to pound. If she suspected my true gender, she gave no indication of it. The dress was a good fit and I was offered a small discount. The assistant took a note of my name and e-mail address promising to inform me of new season clothes I may be interested in.

I left feeling elated because of my purchase, but also the fact I had been able to hide my bulge inside my panty girdle, in spite of the assistant's hands touching many parts of my body. I repeat I am quite a plain looking woman with a flat chest and wearing a small padded bra. I wear only a pale lip colour and no other make-up. My hair is short but with an expensive mid length blond wig.

That night I went to bed with the memory of the shop assistants hands touching my body. The feeling of total relaxed satisfaction was only an hour away and a prelude to a deep sleep. This will not be the last time I go to this shop and a whole new life is beginning.