I think I got my first hit on today. there is an art fair on the street next to my apartment building. I came out of a café on the street and saw they had put tables and chairs by each of the tents they used to show artist's work. I sat down at a table by a tent and the artist had come back from getting some food and he sat down and tried to start a conversation , but I was afraid of my voice so I kept pretty much quite accept for some nodding . I need to work on my voice. He kept looking at me then asked me playfully if I wanted some of what he was eating. I gracefully declined with a smile on my face and he smiled back. I'm not sure if he was or not , but I liked it . He isn't a bad artist he does water colors. I like my new self it took a while to accept, but its fun. He kept an eye on my breasts too.
