These are my new socks. Aren't they just the cutest, sweetest, sissiest socks you've ever seen?! I was wearing them along with a black miniskirt when I went to Harbor Freight Tool Supply with Daddy yesterday. I'm so used to living as a girl now that I forget what a big deal it would have once been  (and not all that long ago either) for me to leave the house wearing the pink sneakers with a pair of jeans, let alone a miniskirt. Just to have some fun with myself, I tried to re-capture that earlier time of fear & illicit excitement. I made myself think what a sissy I am, mincing around among all these gruff, shaggy men all serious about their tools & chainsaws & stuff while looking like the complete pansy I am. What if they knew I was a sissy-faggot? Maybe they even do know! This is what I was thinking, standing by the cart, staring off into space, lost in fantasies, trying not to look if guys were looking at me, while Daddy was examining the sanders or hacksaws or whatever.