When I got to Vegas, Dee and I went shopping. Bought some new lipstick. New skinny jeans and a top. All look smashing. Unfortunately I have never been into many bars of any kind. I went once and lost a wife over it. Haven't been back. I've had an addiction problem with booze and drugs.
In Vegas there is an area known as the Fruit loop. Their term not mine. There are several LGBTQ bars.
I thought I might be more suited to the transsexual bar. No. I'm not that kind of girl. It's hard to keep the admirers at bay, Then there is the leather bar, the cowboy bar and the gay bars. Well all not well reviewed except for Piranha Bar. But if you arrive before midnight you might just be by yourself. I go to sleep early. A girl needs her sleep. So my big reveal will be at Paris Casino.. Dee has convinced me to wear my girlie stuff under my clothes. It does feel terrific. So to kind of break me in, i put on my panties, stockings, and my Colombian Faja. Girls does it work!. I bought size 36 jeans instead of 38 because it worked so well. Plus they give your butt a nice lift. It was only a little over a year ago that I wore size 44. I wore my girlie under garments to the Hitsville show at the V theater. Had a really great time and a really nice butt to put into my new jeans. After the show we went home and Dee did my makeup and we sat talking for a few hours before she had to go. I have never revealed myself (on purpose) to anyone, but Dee made me feel so comfortable in my new skin. You know even if I don't go in public just this one step has made me a better person and taken away so much guilt and shame that I really never should have had in the first place. I think Shakespeare said it best. "To thine own self be true"
