This morning Linda announces to me “I need to buy a little black dress and I want you to come with me to pick it out.” I wasn’t surprised by her wanting me to accompany her shopping. When you are married to a cross dresser like me, you have someone who loves to shop for dresses. What surprised me was WHY does she need a little black dress?
Oh sure, no wardrobe is complete without a LBT hanging in it. But I couldn’t understand why she needed to buy one now. As far as I know we have nothing going on in the near future that requires us dressing up. When I asked her why, she was very coy and noncommittal in her response.
Something is up, but I don’t know what.