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The Bodysuit

... airport where we kept our plane. I know there are lots of benefits to being a pilot, but I never thought one was going to be flying away as a different sex so people don't question why your ID shows you as a guy and you showed up as a girl. While we knew lots of people at the airport and there was a slight chance someone would see us out there, my girlfriend was also a pilot and it wouldn't be out of place for her to be out there taking another girl friend of hers for a flight, so I wasn't too worried about being busted by anyone out there. I was actually getting pretty comfortable with the fact I was not identifiable in my new form. Our Bonanza aircraft was already fueled, we leave it that way in the hangar typically, and we opened the door to get it out. Once pulled out, we pulled our car into the hangar to leave it there while we were gone, closed the door, and got in. I had filed the flight plan from Lexington already and we expected a relaxing flight of just a few hours to Key West where we had picked a hotel resort on the beach for our little getaway. We both doubted that in Key West we would draw any undue attention. In that town, there were definitely more outlandish outfits that drew more attention. We taxied out, launching into a beautiful day of clear weather for a nice ride. I don't know why, but the weirdest feeling by far was of being a girl flying our plane. I had a feeling that this was only the beginning of the “firsts” of being a woman. I couldn’t wait to see what new sensations and experiences were in store for us upon arrival in Key West. I guarantee you will want to hear what happens also. But that is for part two of the story.