I had been planning this weekend for a month, but my long weekend en femme actually started Thursday evening as I gathered a feminine change of clothes, a wig and a little makeup. I put these things in my gym bag and then put the bag back in the van where it normally stays. I'd be using the stuff in that bag Friday afternoon. I continued with setting up for the weekend Friday morning as I took my shower. I had been thinning out the hair on my legs all week and on Friday morning, I completed shaving them entirely. I drove my wife to work with her suitcases that morning, and by 1:00 P.M. she had taken a cab to the airport and was on her way to Florida, not to return until the following Friday afternoon. That afternoon at work was one of the longest I think I've ever spent, waiting for five o'clock to roll around. But it finally did, and I was off! The first stop after work was a big empty parking lot near my office, where, in the seclusion of the back of my van, I changed from my masculine office attire of shirt, tie, slacks and cowboy boots to a more feminine outfit of black jeans short-shorts, oversized Hawaiian shirt, wide black belt and gold sandals. I also put on a little blush, a swipe of eye shadow, some mascara, lipstick, and a dab of perfume, topping it all off with a short natural wig.