Another week of ups and downs.
I did go out in a skirt, which was nice but just going around shops dressed female is something I have done quite a few times now and I don’t think I gain much from it in terms of real life experience. Nothing new anyway.
Since I got the new first crop tops on Wednesday I have been wearing them at home every evening when I change after work and all weekend. Maybe the size 12 is a little tight and I should have got the 14, but it stays where it should and doesn’t ride up like my other less structured crop tops when I raise my arms or do something active.
Yesterday I had enough time to do a quick white wash of a couple of tops, a vest, the short nightdress and a few pairs of knickers. I even managed to iron the top and nightdress today, before my wife got up.
Having dinner last night, I was a bit hot, it being a curry, so I took my jumper off. I’m a bit nervous wearing just one layer over the crop top as you can see the outline of it and the straps through a rugby shirt. I took a risk but it was even riskier than I thought as the shirt rode up with the jumper and I got stuck trying to get one off and pull the other down. My tummy with no hair and part of the crop top were definitely visible but my wife somehow didn’t notice. She just laughed at me getting stuck.
I really need to talk to her about my feelings but it is so very difficult to start the conversation.
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