Despite my initial aversions about dressing and presenting myself as a woman, I felt pride at the attractive person who gazed back at me from the mirror. I felt a git uneasy as I drove along the open highway in my provocative ensemble, even with my new driver's license in my purse.
I valet parked my car a block from where Helen worked. I still felt self conscious about the stares and lewd comments I occasionally received from lustful men. I brushed my skirt to remove wrinkles and strolled toward the building where she works.
A slight breeze felt nice as it blew my skirt about my legs. My heels made a staccato clicking as I strode along the sidewalk. I looked about to see if anyone was staring, but all I saw was the occasional look of an admiring man.
I was almost at Helen's building when I heard someone shout, "Eve! Eve, wait up!"
I looked back and my heart jumped as he ran to catch up with me. Warren from the convention was waving for me to wait up. A flood of thoughts raced through my mind as he ran to catch up with me. What was he doing here? Had he followed me? What did he want?
I should have dashed into the nearest entrance, done anything to avoid him, but I didn't. I turned towards him and submissively waited. " Eve! I've been desperate to see you again since that fabulous night on the beach," he breathlessly proclaimed. I've thought of little else but you since that night."