I am almost always crossdressed when I am home. Sometimes, I will put on make -up and a wig and go run an errand or two. I love the looks people give me. They can tell I am a guy, but I am almost passable as a lady.
Once, I need to buy gas, so I put on my short minidress, make-up and all and drove to the station and discovered the pump did not take the credit card and I had to go inside. It was almost embarrassing since the place was crowded.
The clerk looked at me a grinned. She did not know what to say when I had to show her my ID to verify the card and signature but she was cool and did accept it. As I left, I could hear people starting to laugh and talk abou what they had just seem. I felt aroused and embarrassed and happy.