I am such a scardy-cat.

When I'm dealing with life's crisis I can be a real lion and tackle just about any situation. Yet when I had a chance to go out for the first time where I knew there would be trannies - Pink Punters in Milton Keynes.
I managed to go there by myself but I was too scared to go as a girl so went en drab. I spotted some other trannies dressed en femme yet I didn't have the courage to speak to them.I am sure that they would have been really friendly but I just couldn't get myself to approach them.
Until the end of the evening that is. I managed a few words with a trendy Tgirl in a denim skirt- She looked really good by the way- but as she was talking with a guy I didn't get to tell her I was a trannie.
Still, the place was great. I love Pink Punters now. Very friendly staff including the bouncers, a friendly lively crowd and a mixture of gays , lesbians, transgendered and heterosexuals mixed in a blur of club classics and pop videos. I must go again.

ROAR!!!
1 comment:
The first step is always the hardest, and afterwards you wonder what all the fuss was about.
I did exactly what you did - go somewhere en drab to suss it all out, then back en femme.
In your own time, though. :)
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