I got jewellery and practised loads until I looked really good. I completed online sissy training and got butt plugs and dildos and when I looked in t...e mirror I did look quite convincing. My arse was very pale and smooth and wobbled like a jelly just like a girls. It was now time to fulfil my fantasy from when I watched that film and make contact with a black guy. I advertised on a website with loads of pictures and got loads of replies from white men but I was polite and just said I would be. Ultimately they could even be taken to court. The whole process sounded as though it would take months, and did I really want to face them if threatening official notices were nailed to their door? They might retaliate by making my life even more miserable.Once, spotting them in the supermarket, I avoided them by pretending to study the labels of the herbs and spices for ten minutes until they went to the checkout. Wimpish, maybe, but to cheerily say hello would give the impression nothing was. ”I turned to look where I had last seen Mimi, and standing there, arm in arm with a young man, was Chloe Renoir.“Jacques!” Chloe screeched. She threw herself in my arms and kissed me on the lips.“We saw you and Claudia sitting in the concert hall, and have searched high and low looking for you.”She put her arm around the man at her side.“May I present my fiancé, Armand Garibaldi.”I shook his hand and ‘pleezedtomeetyou’ in a daze, still thinking of what I had witnessed.“I have just seen Mimi,” I. In the shoe department she picked out a pair of pink heels withsparkly straps. A salesman asked if he could help, and she said, "Weneed these in a size -- let's see. She wears a 10 in men's shoes, so Iguess she'll take a 12 wide." The salesman looked at me with acombination of smirk and wink, like he was thinking about asking me out.When he brought back the shoes he asked if I'd like to try them on.Thankfully my wife told him we'd take them with us.The salesman began putting them in a box, but.