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Well it had been arranged and here I was on my way to
Before I left home I partially dressed under my male clothes so that changing on the way would not be too difficult. The only thing to do ten was to find somewhere to change. When I arrived at the first service station on the motorway it was absolutely heaving with people so I eventually left the motorway and found a quiet country road with a secluded lay-by and changed into the outfit I had decided to wear for my arrival in
If you have ever been to
I was pleased to find that no one seemed to notice me apart from a passing car which stopped me to ask for directions. I said that I was not from around there and they thanked me and drove off. I then continued to the hotel where I found that reception was in the main bar which necessitated me walking the full length of the bar dragging my case behind me.
The gentleman on the bar was serving someone so I waited until he was finished and he found my reservation and then, after signing in he asked someone to, “Show this lady to her room, please.”
The lady took me back through the bar and across the street to the annex and after giving me some information about the dining times and checking out times opened my room and I was able to relax.
The room had a double bed, a chest of drawers, a wardrobe, a table and tree chairs and an en-suite shower and toilet. The view from the window was terrible; a little back alley and the roof opposite which I could almost touch through the top opening window. I unpacked and sat and watched television for a while as I was not due to contact Julie until a little later. I needed to contact Julie because she had arranged for Mel to give a number of us some coaching on make-up during the afternoon and the session was going to be held in her room in the other hotel.
Eventually I managed to contact Julie and found her room number. I now needed to leave my room and go to the other hotel. There was a problem though as it had been raining very heavily just before I rang and it was still raining a little when I decided to make the journey. I did not have a coat or rain coat with me so I decided to put my black jacket on which would afford some protection from the light rain that was falling. Eventually I was ready I picked up my handbag and made sure that my room key was safely in one of the pockets and at the same time I took my car keys out of the bag and put then on the bed as I did not want to take them with me in case I accidentally lost them.
Stepping out onto the street was quite a thrill. No one gave me a second glance and as I walked down the pavement and made my way towards where I thought the other hotel was my confidence began to grow. I knew roughly the direction of the hotel I was looking for and sauntered along the streets until I eventually arrived there. The receptionist greeted me and I told him that I was meeting someone in their room and he told me that was OK and to go on up.
Julie had just nicely arrived and Mel and Clair, her friend who sells clothing, were also there. I sat around for a while and eventually a number of other girls arrived for the demonstration. Lucy, Cerys, Jane, Sarah, Shan and I watched while Mel made up Julie’s face and explained the techniques she was using. She then said she would come around and help the other girls as they made themselves up for the evening. As I was at a different hotel I said that I would do myself but would appreciate some comments when I met them later on.
As it was still rather early we decided to have a drink at the bar downstairs before I went back to my hotel to get ready for the evening. Having had the drink and a good chat I left the bar and made my way back to the Rembrandt, once again gaining confidence by people not stopping and staring at me as I walked past them.
Once back I had a cup of coffee and then showered and dressed for the evening. I tried to remember the tips we had been given earlier as I applied my make-up and was generally quite pleased with the result. I had decided that after the first meeting I had in
Now I was ready I was nervous as, apart from the trip out to The Wayout Club in
Instead of walking down the street and then along one at right angles I decided to walk through a small park to cut the corner off so to speak and par way through the park I passed a bench with a man sitting on it reading a newspaper and just after I had passed he wolf whistled me. I paused in my walk and looked back at him and smiled. I don’t think he realised just how much confidence his whistle had given me. I continued on to the hotel with more bounce in my step.
Once there I went into the bar but there was no one else there so I bought a drink and sat and waited. Eventually people began to arrive and we chatted and commented on how we were dressed and so on. As none of us really knew each other there was an amount of finding out going on until eventually we had to leave to walk to Velvet where we were booked in for a meal. It was nice to see Katie again after we had met in
It was spitting with rain as we walked from the hotel back towards where I was staying and Velvet. I was now quite used to walking in the heels I was wearing and spent quite a bit of the time in conversation with Kit who knew the area quite well as she had been a number of times before.
Velvet was quite nice and the meal was good although the service was a little slow but I suppose that they were very busy. There were a large number of girls there as well as other people enjoying their meals.
When we had finished we decamped down the road to a bar where we continued drinking and chatting. This happened a number of times until eventually we ended up at Napoleon’s which was just around the corner from my hotel. Napoleon’s is a late night music place with a dance floor and a couple of bars. We spent the rest of the evening there eventually leaving at about 2:30 a.m. and amazingly enough my feet didn’t hurt at all during the evening, unlike my trip to
Once again it was spitting with rain but I didn’t have far to go and I left the rest of the girls to make their way back to their hotel just outside the door to mine. I know they spent a lot of time talking and drinking at their hotel but once I got back to mine I undressed, removed my make-up and fell asleep quite quickly.
I had set my alarm to wake me in time for me to get up get dressed and then have breakfast but I turned the alarm off and went back to sleep only to wake up at just after 9:00 a.m. and realise I had to be out of the hotel by 11:00 a.m.
Originally I had intended wearing the same things I had worn to arrive in
Another guest was leaving at the same time as me and held the door to the street open for me. I thanked him and we walked across the street to the hotel and upstairs to the breakfast area where you had to hand in your keys. I was quite conscious that I was wearing a skirt as I preceded the man up the stairs to hand in our keys. We then cam back down and I walked down the street past Napoleon’s to my car.
Once there I reached into my handbag for my car keys and realised, eventually after a frantic search that I did not have them. Panic! Standing here skirt, heels, fully dressed as a woman and I couldn’t find my car keys.
After taking a deep breath I realised that I would have to go back to the hotel and explain that I had probably left my keys in the room. So once again dragging my case along behind me I made my way to the hotel where I had to explain the situation. They were very nice about it and provided me with my key and I went back to the room.
The first thing I did was search my case and everything in it as well as tipping out my handbag on the table. No keys anywhere. I then began searching the floor and eventually found them under the chest of drawers. What must have happened was that they had fallen there when I had come back from the other hotel yesterday afternoon and had moved some clothing that was on the bed.
Calming myself down I then took the keys back to the hotel again and once again made the walk to my car. Once there I opened it and put my case on the back seat and my handbag on the front seat. I got in and looking in my handbag retrieved the parking ticket so that I could pay as I left.
As I drove out of the car park an attendant came out of his little hut and I passed my ticket to him. He told me how much it was and I gave him a £20 note. He disappeared and returned with the change and asked me if I wanted a receipt. I said no thank you and he wished me a good journey.
Now it may just be my imagination but he had seen me walk to my car twice. When I left the car park two cars were in front of me. He did not get out of his hut for either of them. So why did he leave his hut for me? When he brought me my change I could have sworn that he was looking at my legs and why not they look good.
I went out of Manchester and drove to Southport and parked near the seafront and walked up and down fo a while but I had to get home so I drove back until I got to a quiet place I know near home where I parked and took a couple of pictures before changing back into male mode and continuing home.
I can’t wait for the next time.
