URNotAlone

Sometimes your a Cat....or a Canary

February 3rd, 2008 10:25 pm MST

Well there I was, patiently waiting for my coat when I looked over and saw him. Oh my god. What should I do, hope he sees me, hope he recognizes me, or try to casually brush it off and slink away in my thigh high boots?

What a dilemma to be faced with. Speak up or let the moment pass without incident. I'm not a whore even though tonight I look like one. Seriously girls nothing and I mean nothing says slut better than Black thigh high boots a black micro mini and a black and chrome corset with your bosom on display like candy in a jar.

I knew my new hairdo and color would look good but this was just too much. I spent all week planning and getting ready for tonight. New years eve for this girl was going to be BIG! So you're probably wondering what happened. Press on dear reader and you will be amazed... astounded..... shocked....not nearly as much as I was I assure you.

As most of you know I love to go out. For new years eve this year I was planning to look incredible and be out all night. Well I did and I was. I was dressed to thrill and loved how incredibly sexy I looked. I was a little apprehensive about coloring my hair but after the rave reviews it's really has grown on me.

I have been going to the village for many years and know allot of people there. Even though I have made many friends and contacts from there I still try to keep my social life separate from my business. Many of my clients have no idea how often I go out or if I go out at all. Most see me as a shy little miss church mouse. Recently I had dinner with two clients and they pressed for details about my escapades on the town. I rebuffed their question but did tell them if they knew where I went or what I did their heads would explode.

In a subtle way I guess, I let them know that there was way more than meets the eye. When I work I'm all business and very conservative. I don't wear anything to flashy or gaudy, no door knocker earrings or loud colors. A simple elegant style if you will. When I go out that's another story. Bright red CFMP's or platform shoes. Fishnets or Cuban heels, wrapped on flowing satin or lace. Short skirts and maybe just a little to much blush.

I am still very modest but My overall look is way more seductive. I never dress like a tramp and that is why I chose to do so this year. As always there is a shiny nugget of golden wisdom within my columns so here it is. Be careful how you dress and what kind of overall image you portray. It may just come back and bite you. In my case it certainly did.

As I got my mink from the steward and slid it on he looked my way, a curious look, perhaps. I gingerly walked over and smiled like the cat who just devoured the cage with the canary still inside. Hey baby does your mother know where you are, I asked? His look of disbelief said it all. who the hell is this chick and why would she ask such a question?

He looked at me and then it hit him just who I was. Yes dear reader my dual life had been discovered. Sometimes you just have to take the bull by the horns. Who you might wonder is this dashing young man. You won't believe it, even now I scarcely do. Lets jut say I've know his mother for quite some time. She is not only a client but a very good friend. She however has no idea I lead this double life, but now he certainly does.

The truth has a nasty habit of finding it's way to the surface. You never know who or where you will run in to it. We all have our private life and our public one. I'm sure like most we endeavor to keep them far removed from each other. In this case the two crossed, well I think they crashed into each other but as always you be the judge.

Many here are still in the closet or think their activates whatever they may be will never see the light of day but with this latest event I beg to differ. I seriously doubt it will have any lasting implications but it has shown me that the world we all live in is quite small. All the effort I put into projecting a very ladylike and professional image were wiped out in a single moment. I have since spoken with my friend and he assured me he's not shocked or dismayed yet I still wonder. Would it have been better was I not dressed quite so provocatively.

I may never know but we all have our secrets and sometimes they are discovered in the most unlikely of places. For me this single incident let me know just how fragile that balancing act is. When you get all dolled up for that night on the town be ready for anything. Interestingly enough as we walked to our cars, how odd that he parked a mere two spaces over from mine. All was well he offered to give me the project his mother had asked me to complete. He was to deliver it to that afternoon but had not.

We have spoken several times since and it has now become just a passing memory. I have since realized that it really doesn't matter that much. We were both out for a night on the town and that in itself is no crime so who cares. Well girls I'm here to tell you initially the shock will get you but you will get past it. I sure did.

Just remember you might be the Cat. Other times you'll end up being a Canary....