The Con Game

Relax! It's just me I'm conning.
A couple nights ago I had one of those heavenly evenings wherever everything seemed to be going right. I'm usually so insecure of how I look (the whole process).
My first stop, I played some trivia and ate an appetizer.  On my way out I stopped in the Ladies' Room to fix and repair and use the facilities. The place has mirrors on the wall behind the toilets. As I entered the stall I saw a rather attractive red head looking back at me. Very reassuring! (you can refer to my profile pix if you want)
For once the temperature out side was nice, I could feel my long hair on my bare shoulders and it all felt so real. My movements were slow and fluid not forced and choreographed.
 Sometimes with me it's all a battle of the genders. But the other night I actually was thinking this is me as a girl and I should start making plans to do it..all the time.
My clothes, the vanilla body wash scent, the smooth legs all felt so right.
I'm not naive enough  to know that I could feel this way all the time if I went full time.  On the other hand I'm realistic enough to know the deep satisfaction I feel.
No matter how many operations or hormones a person takes, "he" never really becomes a "she". BUT there is really no reason "he" can't live in the female world. Touch it, taste it and feel it!
I guess that is where the "con-game" ends. When you quit fooling yourself.