Well these legs were too good to keep to myself!

Living alone I'm free to dress whenever the fancy takes me, and for a time I was content to dress only at home. Soon this wasn't enough, I wanted to go out and I wanted to be seen.

I began by going out late in the evening, before graduating to a trip to the local shop earlier in the evening when I assumed there would be fewer people around. I was wrong about that, especially when I was faced with a large crowd of teenage boys. Knowing that it was something I had to face I walked through them. They didn't react, but I did hear the word "legs" as I passed.

A few weeks later I went on my longest expedition, travelling into the town centre by bus. Again no one reacted to my appearance, and the whole thing was a little bit of an anti-climax.