“Elbow”! I’m right there with you!
My friends, delicately, suggest that I don’t share that I’m trans, “because no one believes it anyway”.
I’m not a horny fool like I was in my 30s, but after living in the “Bohemian” crowd of friends and acquaintances that I had in San Diego, I have a habit of, at least, talking about sex very plainly and openly. After being in NC for twenty years, I still find it stifling, irritating, and just plain childish!
What is the big fucking deal!?
Back in “San-Dog”, if a friend of a friend was talking about learning to fist people,(anally), talking about how he is improving, I might of,(and have), jumped up and grabbed a rubber glove and some lube, and having lost my clothes during the journey, plopping down on the sofa, on my back, arms across the back of my legs, butt-hole presented at a convenient angle, and say, “show me”!😁
We kissed each other on the lips, in public or anywhere, even if we were being introduced to each other for the first time…
Bum-fuck North Carolina is really a square place!(Greenville), is chocked full of repressed, ashamed, pitiful, people!
If it wasn’t for my friend, *****, who is one of the horniest young women I’ve ever run across, I would literally go stark-raving mad!
I guess you can take the girl to the city…and then she’s not fit to go back to the country…
It’s not that I need actual sex all the time, I’m 61 for God’s sake, but I can’t kiss my friends? I can’t even talk about sex?!!!
Aahhh, I feel better now…even after the one and only trans-woman in town,(that I’m aware of), just beginning, brow ridges, black beard showing, although she just shaved, and the poor thing too nervous to even hold a normal conversation, just sitting in my apartment with the door closed and the curtains closed…
I suppose that it must have been a big adventure for her.(I even stumble at writing “her”!)
Damn it WeeziSbaby, you are supposed to understand, be supportive! But I’m uncomfortable being in close proximity to someone so obvious. I’m not actually “creeped out”, but damn uncomfortable.
What does “she” expect me to do? “Passing” doesn’t rub off! You can’t get it by osmosis! And I just can’t devastate the poor thing by telling her that she’s going to need extensive surgery to even have a chance…
But I don’t want to stop writing about how I never had brow ridges, or much in the way of body hair, etc…
I can’t tell these people that, if you weren’t born with a face and body like mine, you can take all of the hormones in the world, and you will still look like a man in a dress!
That would be incredibly cruel, heartless!
So, I can’t talk openly about sex with anyone other than that, one, particular friend, and I can’t stand to be around other “transwomen”…I’m just as uncomfortable around them as any woman is, but I feel an obligation to help them if I can, when I can…
I’ve changed to a nom de plume, here, but I still had to put this little rant in a response! I don’t want to be cruel, but damn.
Elbow, I absolutely love your writing. Please never stop!
😍😘😇🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🥰😎
