Feb
07
Well, I must be the devil in disguise…
I recently attended a busy club night and was approached on the dancefloor by a confident young man. “My name is Adam,” says he. I leaned in and replied, “I’m Janie, and I am trans.” Poof!! I swear he evaporated into the crowd!
Am I really that bad? Are we all?
About a half-hour later, another guy was flirting with me and introduced himself. I introduced myself the same way as before.
“What does that mean?” he asked.
“It means I’m a little different than most women.”
That staggered him. Reeling and shocked, he literally crossed himself, said a prayer and walked away!
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14
OMG, THAT was FUN!
We invaded Share Nightclub last night and took over the VIP section. It took a few minutes for us to get settled in and suss out the club, and then all hell broke loose!
Our little VIP area quickly turned into an exuberant party, everyone dancing with everyone else, bopping up and down to the beat, embracing, laughing, loving each other’s company!
There were lap dances, girls dropping clothes and shoes, and a healthy dose of raunchiness that never really crossed into the realm of vulgarity.
I danced my feet off for hours, sweating out the tequila I had consumed all week.
I’d dance with one girl, and then a few others would join us; some more arrived and others left in a revolving door of dance partners… every so often, I’d feel a hand caress my back or even a body close behind me and a hand or two coming around the front of my body; it was all good…
I was free and happy and joyful! Doesn’t get much better than that!
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Jul
09
I drove home alone late last night tormented with a feeling of disquiet… Puzzling sensation it was, since nothing of any great import had gone on, really.
Oncoming headlights whizzed by as thoughts floated through my mind’s eye, replaying the few hours just passed and trying to explain the pit in my stomach.
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It had been, actually, a good night… to a point.
I went out to a club alone, and was greeted there by the smiles and open arms of a few friends. A while later, I found myself chatting with a couple, when a nice-looking man with a full head of greying hair approached and asked me to dance.
Nevermind that the song that was playing was the bane of my existence in high school (I won’t date myself by revealing its title), I happily accepted.
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May
21
Ahhh, the Dating Game…
Bachelor Number One
Out last night at a bar, I found myself dancing alone on the dancefloor when a guy came up and asked if he could dance with me. Not really interested but happy to have some attention, I agreed.
We danced for a song or two, and then he started dancing ever closer to me. At first I tried to restore the distance between us, but eventually gave up on repeatedly backing away.
However, certain business had to be taken care of. I don’t do surprises, and I’m pretty sure that dancing any closer would have given him information he might not have been happy to receive in that way, if you know what I mean…
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30
Last week’s post was about Billy Elliot, the musical. I must have just been defrosted after years in cold storage, since I had no idea about the movie.
For those of you equally clueless, here’s a great clip, sure to be near and dear to any crossdresser’s heart:
Crossdressing Scene
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