I Love to Crossdress
Hi Girls. How do you buy your clothing and from were?
I have been wanting to buy a new bra for some time but sometimes just dont have the courage to walk into a shop and speak with a female sales girl.
This particular time, I went into a lingerie shop to have a brouse. I found what I'd hoped was in there. Not bothering with the sideways looks as to why a man was lifting the different bra and pantie sets from the rack to look closely. I found just what I was looking for, a lovely white lacy gel filled bra, in my size (chest and cup), with lovely looking panties. Then the familier butterflies began, dare I take this item boldly to the sales desk and be served by one of the three youngish woman there, or would I just do the usual, walk out and curse my weakness.
Sick of feeling useless, I plucked up all the courage I could find, marched to the counter (second in a line of people) with my bra and panties on the hanger. I nervously stood waiting my turn 'next please' came the lovely voice from the smiling face. I laid on the counter my purchase. Without batting an eyelid, the lady took the items off the hanger, looked at me smiling and said the price, I offered my card while she very carefully folded and packed my items. She handed me my purchase and card with a lovely warm smile and said 'very nice choice', thankyou I replied and walked out with a real spring in my step, what a lovely lady I thought I now know where to come to next time I want some new under wear.
I have been wanting to buy a new bra for some time but sometimes just dont have the courage to walk into a shop and speak with a female sales girl.
This particular time, I went into a lingerie shop to have a brouse. I found what I'd hoped was in there. Not bothering with the sideways looks as to why a man was lifting the different bra and pantie sets from the rack to look closely. I found just what I was looking for, a lovely white lacy gel filled bra, in my size (chest and cup), with lovely looking panties. Then the familier butterflies began, dare I take this item boldly to the sales desk and be served by one of the three youngish woman there, or would I just do the usual, walk out and curse my weakness.
Sick of feeling useless, I plucked up all the courage I could find, marched to the counter (second in a line of people) with my bra and panties on the hanger. I nervously stood waiting my turn 'next please' came the lovely voice from the smiling face. I laid on the counter my purchase. Without batting an eyelid, the lady took the items off the hanger, looked at me smiling and said the price, I offered my card while she very carefully folded and packed my items. She handed me my purchase and card with a lovely warm smile and said 'very nice choice', thankyou I replied and walked out with a real spring in my step, what a lovely lady I thought I now know where to come to next time I want some new under wear.