I have had some contacts with other TV girls around this globe recently, using the internet some of them on TGF chat (Voice Mail) or by web-surfing to their homepages. When I knew I would have to go to Canada for business it was quite tempting to contact sisters over there and to try to arrange meetings. And that's what I did.

I had encountered Sylvia on chat and we had two things in commmon:

we both were married TV's

we both spoke french (still rare on the net, especially on TGF chat)

and it happened that she lives in a town not too far from where I had to go to anyway. On plus of this she told me that her wife was a make-up artist and that she would be more than happy to do a make-up for me. How could a transvesite resist an offer to have done a make-up by a professional make-up artist?

After I finished work I went to see her (in male mode) and we had a nice evening together. After her children went to bed, Sylivias wife made a make-up for her and I was next to them studying the techniques used and chatting with both of them. Then it was my term. Sylvias SO asked me what type of make-up I wanted, and I answered that I liked to see how she would do a descrete make-up for going out to the mall. The job she did was great, very beautiful, here is the result

but to my great surprise is was very close to what I used to do for going out in the day. So close that the colours (lipstick, eye-shadow) were almost the same as my usual, but of course much better applied. This was not at all a disappointment for me, on the opposite, a confirmation that I was currently on the right way.

We spent the evening together, and around midnight I took a taxi (still in female mode) to get back to my hotel. The cap driver apparently didn't realize a thing (or maybe only when I payed and left the cab) although I had to indicate a couple of times how to get to the hotel. When I just entered the elevator in the hotel somebody hurried to get in, and there was no way not to press the "open door" button to let him in. No problem again, he just had a look at my legs (I was wearing a short skirt).

Next day I got all dressed up in my hotel (this time in a long skirt) and drove to Sylvia in my rent-a-car. In the mean time Michelle Renée had arrived as it was planned (in trousers). We had lunch together and all of us, Sylvia, her SO, Michelle Renée and I went downtown and to a shopping mall. The 'tourist photo' corresponding is this one:

Finally in the evening, Michelle Renée and Sylvia too dressed up and we met all three "In Real Life (IRL)" for the first time. Unfortunately for the other two girls, I cut somewhat short the meeting, and left them (too) early, because the idea to get back to the parking of my hotel late at night all dressed up as a girl made me nervous. (That is one way to find out how girls feel in parking lots at night when alone!!!!)

The next day I had to leave, if you want to know about the follow-on click Québec.

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