This evening as I write this blog should have been the first meeting with an admirer, a real date in London with drinks and dinner. What more could a girl have asked for?
Last night I decided what clothes I would be wearing: a lacy mini skirt with a white fluffy jumper, a black wonder bra (to make the most of my little boobs), a tiny lacy black thong which just holds my TGirl special surprise, black hold up stockings (just respectable in vanilla society under my mini skirt), all set off with "walkable in" black stilettos and a short dark grey leather jacket which stops short of waist ... thus accentuating my long slender stocking encased legs, (and the micro nature of my mini skirt).I had decided that I would wait outside a hotel in central London, allowing my new date the opportunity to view me before approaching me. Such a strategy making me feel very vunerable, only a tiny lacy black thong under my mini skirt and confidence in my feminity to ward of the looks of the passing public or hotel guests.
I had agreed to what ever my date had decided in terms of visiting a bar for drinks and a restuarant for dinner. I had decided as my date decribes himself as a DOM that I would explore my subbie side ... Although we have never met I made the decision that he was to be in control. Would we visit places I would be convincing enough to carry off my TGirl feminity. Would my date parade me as a slut in heels, or as sexy, feminine eye candy in front of other men. This is a big jump of faith, in a date I have yet to meet.
My question to my reader is how would you be feeling at this point? I look forward to receiving your comments!
So how come I am now writing this blog ... my date cancelled this morning! I hope we will meet in the next few weeks and that I will be able to let you know how it goes.
Love Anastasia x
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