The next few days I spent packing and repacking. I would need to watch what I packed as I was taking a plain to meet Sara and Tom. Most if not all my toys would either need to be mailed or stay behind. I had packed five suit cases all of them filled with female clothing and shoes. My carry on was packed with my male clothing. I figured it can't hurt to have a few changes of clothing in case something came up. I picked through my make up to get a travel set put together. When finally I had gotten my bags packed to a point that I was happy, I went through my toys.
I had decided to mail a small box with several toys in it to Sara. In the end, I had picked 10 different plugs, 12 dildos and vibrators, and The Spade I had used in the video I sent Sara. I also took one of my jugs on anal lube and put it into the box also. After packing it with tissue paper, pink even!, to get every tight in there, I put on a yellow sun-dress that came down to mid thigh. It had a white flower pattern on it and in the right light, you can see through it. I was hoping my bright red lace boy shorts would be visible a few times at least. I only wore matching bra and panties set, so I expecting lots of looks.
The trip the post office took me twenty minutes in traffic. I put the top down on my red convertible to let my hair blow in the wind. I had recently died it to a red color. At the first stop light I pulled up, I got whistle at from a car load of teenagers. A quiet one in the back kept staring at my breast, I blew him a kiss as I turned away from them. I had decided to wear a "C" cup forms, so I was filling out my dress quite well. It was a pleasant drive over.
I pulled into the post office and got my package sent to Sara's. The lady asked what I was sending, whether it was media or not, I told it was a box of toys with a smirk. She gave me a knowing smile. As I turned to leave, I saw the bulge in the pants of the man behind me, it looked quite delicious. I gave him a knowing wink as he shifted his pants. As I left the post office, I wished there more wind. I wanted my dress to plow up and show off my panties. I paused as opened the my car door to wonder if all women thought this way. I couldn't help thinking of myself as sex crazed slut.
