This blog is about jane, a fun, outgoing TV. Quite passive in nature, but can be assertive at times. Hopefully you will enjoy reading about my thoughts, fantasies and real adventures too! Please feel free to comment.
Tuesday 22 January 2013
How it all began Part 2
How it all began Part 2
After this experience i went to the layby a lot, but never saw anyone else having sex. I still continued to wear the underwear, but i was not getting too big in the feet to wear any womens shoes i found i was a size 7/8 and the only shoes i could find (mums) were a 6.
I carried on in this state until i was 17 and learned to drive. The mobility a car gave me meant i could go all over the place and started looking in other laybys for clothes. I soon found lots and built up quite a wardrobe (although still lacked shoes). By 17 i was much larger than i had been (but still slim), but my feet were now a size 9 and i could not find any shoes to fit. I often found shoes but never any over a size 6. This restricted me a little, but at least i could go for drives wearing skirts and blouses.
Once i was parked up on a country lane and i had just got changed. I was wearing a black skirt, white blouse, black tights, knickers and a bra. A police car drove past and stopped up the road and reversed back. I must have looked terrified.
Thankfully they never asked me to get out the car and they just pulled up along side and asked me what i was doing. I just said i was sitting there enjoying the sunshine and was going to go walking soon. They left and shortly after i changed back and drove home in quite a state.
That shook me up and i did not try it again for several months.
In the winter of that year i managed to get some shoes that fit (just) and chose a really dark park that i thought would be quiet. I got dressed and wore a very long coat and went for a walk. I was just walking back down the side street to the car when a police car pulled up along side me. I was terrified again and almost ran away (would have had no hope running in heels that were too small). But i stopped when they asked me to and the office was ok. He didn't laugh or patronise me, but he wanted to check my id - which i had none.
I had to show him my car and he checked my name against the registered keeper and he said he was happy and that i should be careful in such a dark place.
That experience really scared me and it was a long time before i went out again.
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Nice story Jane
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