In the past I typically went out only as a classy girl and passed well in public. Several years ago I met transvestite Mistress Tammy who pushed my limits at being a sissy male in public in addition to my regular going out as a girl. One task she had me do was: when checking in to a motel to change for my evenings out as a girl, I now always do the check-in as a sissy male, with no wig or bra. Of course I still look pretty feminine and usually get a yes ma’am even though I show my male ID. I usually wear a short skirt, blouse, 3” heels and pantyhose. Often I also wear lipstick and sometimes jewelry. I don’t get much response. The whole point of the assignment was for me to go out as an obviously effeminate sissy male. A few times I got compliments on my outfit.<>One time I went wearing a man’s shirt, coat, and tie, along with a short leather skirt, pantyhose and 3” heels. I got some real stares from an older woman waiting to check in. She was really appalled. A lot of people don’t pay much attention, but the contrast of wearing a man's coat and tie with a skirt and heels was quite stark. One time Mistress Tammy gave me an assignment to ask the woman at the counter to take a few picture of me as a sissy male. I planned what I was going to say and had a real knot in my throat when I went to check in to the motel. After check-in, I said, “excuse me, but would you mind taking a few pictures of me? My Mistress wants me to show that I have come here as an effeminate sissy male.” The woman smiled and said “sure” and took the pictures. It was emotionally difficult for me to do these things but I did them because I know I am a sissy and being embarrassed and humiliated helps break my male ego and be more submissive.