Despite the efforts of a good friend (who sadly lives far away), Halloween was a bust this year. My original plan to change at a mall and walk out in costume were foiled by the fact that the mall was packed with kids on some sort of trick or treat thing. No good there. I did change in a JC Penney, and a couple people saw me and chuckled, but not much.
My friend called to an adult bookstore and tried to get me into a situation or two, but to no end. I wnet in, he bade me to browse the merchandise. I did, and left. Nothing.
So I drove around a bit, and finally screwed up some courage. I was going to bomb into Target then the seafood restaurant next door. I was going to do this!!!! Then I saw blue lights behind me. Every crossdresser's nightmare, and it was happening to me.
Heart pounding, I eventually pulled over. Trying desperately to figure out the problem. The cops comes up to the window. Asked how I was doing...I said I wasn't in the best place right now given how I was dressed. Guy tells me "it's f--in Halloween. I don't f--in care. Now if it was three days later I'd be f---in freaked out." Backup arrives. The guy takes my license. Comes back. What was I doing there? Where was I going? "You seem nervous, what's the problem?"
I ask back "I was going to ask you the same thing...why did you pull me over?"
Only then did I find out I was going 7mph over the speed limit. That's what I get for being an out of state driver. The funny part is that he was so flustered -- so obviously flustered -- that he just handed back my license and bade me a good evening.
Funny looking back, but it knocked me for a loop. So I drove meekly home.