I finally got the chance to visit my best friend Tiffany. I arrived in her home town very late one a rainy foggy night returning from a business trip in Atlanta. I immediately got into girl mode which I had planned to stay in until I checked out on Sunday.I took a much needed bubble bath with a strong drink to unwind from the white knuckle express of the past 4 hours. I shaved and soaked and began to feel like a woman again. I fixed my nails and went off to bed thinking about the new firsts that awaited both Tiffany and myself.
The next day I slept in late. Tiffany would be arriving in the early afternoon. We were planning to visit Karla who lives in a neighboring town. This would be a first for Tiffany and myself to go out dressed to visit another TG girl. Because the weather had turned chilly I worn a long two piece green knit dress with a matching wide elastic belt. Tiffany came and dressed in the motel room. She had a new royal blue long knit dress that looked fabulous on her with her natural blond hair. This was the first time either of us had seen the other dressed live, and I can honestly say that the pictures on her home page did not do her justice. She was beautiful. They say that first impressions are the most important and I have to agree because it is this image of Tiffany that I carry in my heart.
We arrived at Karla's that afternoon and spent the time talking about anything and everything, and I was enjoying every minute of it. As the evening wore on, the three of us left and headed back to town where we all met up with Jessica at a restaurant. The restaurant is gay owned and very TG friendly. The owner came out and made us feel welcomed and we had a terrific meal.
After dinner we all piled into Jessica's car and headed off to a local gay bar and spent a couple of hours talking over wine coolers and having a lovely time, and then the "fun" began.
We arrived back at Tiffany's car and as Jessica pulled away I realized that I had left my pocketbook in her car. My license, credit cards, room key and car key. Well the great chase began. Here we are driving around the city in Tiffany's car trying to find Jessica at 2 a.m. I was about in tears when on a hunch we returned to the bar and saw her car (she is a real party girl). Well I retrieved my pocketbook and learned a very hard lesson.
Tiffany and I returned to the motel room where she returned to her drab self (not much of a change except clothes) and left, and I removed my makeup and went to sleep reliving the wonderful day that had ended all too soon.
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