But you probably will not see women wearing black PVC carrying a 6-foot bullwhip, or black lacy bra and panty and black backseamed stockings with garter belt, spiky high heel mules, and nothing else. Which is why I figured my fans would appreciate a photo shoot in such an outfit now and then!

In a politician's typically slithery response, Mr. Card avoided answering the question with an outright negative and instead said: "... the President strongly supports the 'Defense of Marriage' Act, passed by overwhelming majority in both the House and the Senate [big surprise that, given that both were dominated by Republicans then] and signed into law by President Clinton. He supports marriage as an insitution between a man and a woman..."

At that point I threw up.

Gimme a fuckin' break! In a country where an unholy percentage of marriages ends in divorce, the fuckin' Gummint had the balls to dictate morality to the populace with this "a man and a woman" bullshit. Who commits to whom and who fucks whom in what hole are not things the Government can or should dictate. They should spend less time legislating things that go on behind closed bedroom doors, and more time on important things like protecion of children, of the elderly, of the helpless and hungry; stemming the spam epidemic; fixing Don King's hair; etc.

(It's not all green on my side of the fence: Being slightly built meant I didn't get many girls when growing up. Maybe that's why I started pursuing crossdressing: so can be my own (sexy and beautiful) girlfriend! Gosh, that sounds rather disturbing, not to mention "disturbed" .)

The second most important thing is swimming. I swim twice, three times a week; each time I swim thirty laps of a 25-yard pool (about 5/6th of a mile altogether). This really keeps my body fat ratio way down, which is veddy important in keeping my waist whittled and maintaining the shape of my long lithe legs! Also, the kicking action of the front crawl freestyle stroke and back stroke gives me a nice, pert, round butt, which I *never* had before! Yummy! :-)

Swimming seems to develop longer and leaner muscles than, as opposed to the lumpy muscles from, say, weight lifting. One down side of swimming is the development of a "swimmer's build": wide shoulders and big arms.

Well, OK, things did not work out quite like that, but a director did come across my Web site and did ask me to be in his next movie, and I did agree, and I had a great time doing the movie shoot. I know what you're thinking: "Oh no, she done gone and did a porn flick!" Rest assured: no lubricant was involved in the making of this movie! It was a bona fide movie about a principled and skilled hit man, a remake of Le Samourai. I had a bit part as the girlfriend of the gang boss. Perfect role for me, I'd say: a role as the arm candy, where I'd need to only look the part, and not have to actually say anything.

One of the interesting things about this shoot is this was only the second time where a man/group of men see me en drab and then within a short time, see me again en femme.

The location was a law firm. (One of the partners had a part as a member of the gang.) I showed up somewhat early, before everybody else. The receptionist as well as another woman were there; they were immediately impressed by the black lace fringed dress I was carrying over my arm. "Cute dress!" they said. Neither asked if the dress was mine. Pout!

Soon enough, the rest of the cast and crew showed up. Introductions were a bit awkward, as my friend the director wasn't sure if he should introduce me as "Nicole" (he did not). I guess he wasn't sure whether I'd be uncomfortable being introduced as "Nicole" while en drab. I guess he was right, since I did not volunteer to introduce myself as "Nicole" either!

I trotted off to a bathroom to put on make-up and get dressed. The place was kinda the warm. The offices' central air conditioning registers were pretty much antique: they're in the floor, instead of being in the ceiling! And the Texas summer heat was in good form that day. I had to resort to periodically run cold water on my wrists to keep myself cool. Somehow I managed to put on make-up and get dressed without a major meltdown. I hate Texas summers!

On rejoining the cast and crew, there is a noticeable stir when I made my entrance! Gosh, I loved that! There was much craning of necks and stealing of discreet stares. The two women in the law office appeared quite intrigued by my transformation! The director was effusive with his compliments, which I loved!

Oh yeah, the filming itself was interesting. Being a geek, I loved all the equipment: the lighting, how the boom mike has to be held without moving the hands on the boom because the mike would pick up the sounds of the hands' movements, etc. I had been on movie sets before (for instance, "The World According To Garp", with Robin Williams, when they filmed in NYC's Greenwich Village; what, name dropping? Moi?), but only as a "paparazzi", not as a part of the cast and crew, so it was interesting to be "in the thick of it".

It's really cute:

The usual visit to Starbucks looked to be extra-dull this time. It was past the morning "rush hour" so the usual crowd of working folks (mostly men) was long gone. I parked right in front of the Starbucks next to a Porsche Carrera convertible. There was a guy sitting at one of the outside tables with his coffee and a cigarette, chatting on the phone. Judging by his consternation as I pulled into the parking spot, his car on my car's driver's side (door ding!!), I guessed that it was his Porsche. His expression changed pretty quick, though, when he saw me emerged from my car. Of course, I took a good and long time doing so, first planting a high-heeled foot, then slowly emerging, letting my skirt ride up nice and high, flashing a goodly amount of shiny pantyhosed legs!

So anyway, inside, the customers were mostly women, alone or in pairs, chatting. It would probably not have been note-worthy save for the really cute Asian girl behind the counter, wearing her hair in a short butch cut. One of the other workers were milling about on the customer side of the counter, cleaning, and she got a good look at me. She took a good long look and me and exclaimed: "Wow! You look great!"

After Starbucks, I sauntered over to a nearby Target that had just opened. It's kinda boring to shop at Target's on a weekday morning, because it seems the only people there are young mothers with small children. I need horny men of all ages in the "audience", not mothers and little kids! Well, actually, all the little girls are very impressed with my looks, judging by the way they are transfixed whenever I pass by. A really cute little girl, shopping with her mom, even smiled and said "Hi!" sweetly to me as we passed. Some of the mothers are very sexy and very cute, too, but alas, none wanted to flirt!

I browsed among the shoe racks, trying on many pairs of shoes. I tried on a pair that is a replica of my black Steve Madden high heel pumps:

There is a big full length mirror in the corner of the women's department. I loitered around for the longest time enjoying the beautiful sexy creature in the mirror! Usually, the neon lighting in department stores does not flatter, but in this case, it just made everything seem prettier. The lighting also made my glossy pantyhose even shinier than normal. I loved it!

My glossy pantyhose and CFM heels said to every passing gentleman: "Hey, fancy a bending this sexy sec'y over the Xerox machine?!"

As I was strolling about, window shopping, I heard a man's voice:
"Ma'am? Ma'am? Can I ask where you got that suit? It's beautiful!"
It was a darkly handsome man, with a not-so-handsome wife . "I made it," I said.
"Wha...???"
"I made it."
"You made it?!"
"Yes."
"Wow, do you do custom work?"
"No, I don't."
"Do you have a card?"
"No, I don't, I'm sorry."
"That's too bad! It's a beautiful suit!"

As we parted, I noticed the look his SO was giving me: I thought any moment now she was gonna take off her heels and use them to bludgeon me to death! I'm so sorry hon, but please don't hate me 'cause I'm sexy!

Alas, such venues are limited to non-existent in Austin. It'd be great if we have a big, high-zoot mall like the Galleria malls in Houston and Dallas. They do have valet parking, and have lots of stores and things to do inside so I don't need to spend any time outdoor at all. The only place in Austin that I could think of is the Omni hotel downtown. They have valet parking. There is a big atrium inside with seatings, a bar, a coffee bar (I think), and a gift shop. I guess about the only thing I can do there is to pretend to be waiting for someone, or working on my laptop while waiting for someone. I might eventually get thrown out for loitering in too sexy a manner (a.k.a. soliciting ).

So, anyway, recently, when I did the "Bare Legs" photo shoot, I liked the outfit so much that I decided to wear it to go out.

OK, so off to my first destination. There will be no prizes if you correctly guess where it was. Starbucks, of course! (Borrrrriiiing, snore, zzzz.... ) yeah, but this time it was extra fun. This Starbucks had outside seatings. As I walked towards it, I could see several men at sitting drinking their morning coffee. One by one, they noticed me walking up. By the time I got to the door, the ground was slick with drool. Well, OK, not really, but it could have been, judging by the way the men had their tongue hanging out. OK, they weren't licking their chops and drooling, but you got the idea.

Inside, I caused a similar scene. You know how you know that all eyes are on you but everybody was too polite to stare? It was like that. Even the baristas behind the counter were discreetly craning their neck to get a better look. I told you it was fun!

Leaving the Starbucks (after pausing at the door to show off some more, pretending to rumage in my purse for my car keys), I passed an good looking older gentleman walking towards me. Our eyes locked and we smiled at each other, enjoying a flirty little moment. Truth to tell, if he had asked, I would have been willing to do more than just flirt!

By alphabetical order of country names:

1	Argentina
3	Australia
1	Austria
1	Belgium-Flanders
1	Belgium-Wallonia
1	Brazil
5	Canada
1	Finland
3	France
2	Germany
2	Greece
1	Hong Kong
1	Hungary
2	Ireland
4	Italy
2	N/A
1	Norway
1	Spain
1	Switzerland
65	U.S.A.
13	United Kingdom

By order of number of subscription:

65	U.S.A.
13	United Kingdom
5	Canada
4	Italy
3	France
3	Australia
2	N/A
2	Ireland
2	Greece
2	Germany
1	Switzerland
1	Spain
1	Norway
1	Hungary
1	Hong Kong
1	Finland
1	Brazil
1	Belgium-Wallonia
1	Belgium-Flanders
1	Austria
1	Argentina

After all the curlers are in, I play the hair dryer over the curlers to heat them up some more. I leave the curlers in while I do my make-up & get dressed, which usually takes about half an hour to forty five minutes. During that time, I periodically use the hair dryer again, to keep things hot to help set the curls. When I'm done with make-up, I take out the curlers and give my hair a gentle toss, a spritz of hair spray, and voilá, a pin-up Nicole!!

Just recently, I did my hair all curly:

I visited the Frederick's of Hollywood store. There was one guy there brwosing the sexy undies! I guess that he's not into dressing, since he has a beard! I was gonna flirt with him and see if I could turn him on (yes, I'm a tease!), but he kept his distance. I wanted to pick out something utlra-sexy and pretend to ask him if he thinks I'd look hot in it! It'd be funny if he asks to see me wearing it!

I also went "shopping" for party dresses at a department store in the mall. The ladies room has a mirror wall right inside the door. It also has a seating area with a sofa and a couple of armchairs. The cool thing is that one whole wall of the seating area is one gigantic mirror. I lounged about there for a long time, pretending to do things like checking text messages on my phone, while preening and enjoying my reflection in the mirror. I had fun checking out the girls and women coming and going. Some of them spent quite a while in the seating area, standing at the wall mirror fixing their make-up.

It was so much fun checking out their hot bods while fantasizing about having hot lesbian sex with them! OMG, it'd be *SO* hot to have sex in front of that mirrored wall! I kept fantasizing about making a pass at a sexy hottie, then she finds out my "secret" and gets turned on, and we'd lock the door and go at it in front of that mirror! That would be so hot!!