Then I am walking past people. They stare at me. Some of the men are pointing and laughing. I hear a woman call out, “Get some clothes on, you silly... bitch.” I keep walking, desperate to locate my things and get covered up.I hear a man call out, “Lovely tits.” I cover my breasts with my arms, but I know that all the men are staring at my private parts now, and can see my shaved pussy clearly as I walk past. I feel so ashamed and embarrassed, terrified of being so exposed in front of all these. I had long desired to wear a woman's suit, the kind that came withseveral matching pieces, but had not found one yet in my shopping trips.Finally, when I had made a quick trip to Steinmart to pickup a few pairsof hose I saw the perfect suit. It was a dark charcoal with a light graypinstripe. The jacket was double-breasted and was long, extending almostto mid-thigh. The matching pants were heavenly, very feminine. They hada rear zipper and no belt. There were also a short skirt and vest tomatch,. I was gonna have fun tonight no matter what! I made my way to the checkout, where I found a ten or so person line where there was nobody when I had walked in. I was obviously nervous, as it was pretty obvious that everything in my hand basket was for me. I said the hell with it and got in line anyway. Since it was pretty late, nobody really cared for small talk or looking around, and I was totally okay with this. The person in front of me was a tall black guy buying a case of beer. I couldn't. He saw me looking at them and he waved, I waved back, he too was in great shape. But what looked good to me was the size of his cock. Bigger than Robert, shorter than Alex, but thicker than them both. I am now a slave to thick cock and I would make sure I fucked him, I wouldn't care if he was walking with a cane, as long as that cock worked, I would fuck. I started walking over to them when Robert caught up with me. "What are you doing?" he asked. "See that cock, I'm going to fuck him later,.