Another outing to Pink Punters.

It was a good night out on Saturday at PP . I met some diverse characters, danced a lot and chatted with a group of trannies who were all very friendly.

I got there without any "mishap" - well apart from mislaying my brush, so that I had a rather natural look.The place got busy quickly. I checked my make-up , bought a drink and soon a birthday group arrived and I ended up dancing with most of the women in the group.

After many dances I went upstairs and met a tranny admirer, a first -time out tranny named Sarah and the outrageous Lindsey Maybe, who had been going to PP for 5 years, Roxy who did pole dancing and was wearing thigh high pillar-box red PVC boots, a see through red top that seemed to finish as the skimpiest possible see-through skirt and huge boobs. As the top was see-through the boobs seemed to be coming at you. Nice one Roxy!

I danced with several pairs of lesbians and later the owner, Frank bought me a coke and had his photo taken with me! Fame at last! Ha!
I had just read about his Range Rover being set on fire in his car park and when I mentioned this he just shrug his shoulders in a " It happens" sort of way. That's pretty cool.

A gay young man spilt his drink over my latest handbag. I bought it when I went to a retro shop in London , he was really apologetic and said that normally he was really, really nice (hic!) and wouldn't do that. I kept saying it was OK and then he gave me a big hug!

Two of the trannies started dancing next to me and I was really embarrassed- by their dancing. Ha!
I stayed until 5:00.
Did I say no mishaps?
Well, I took the car key off the ring of keys intending to put the rest of the keys in the car, but forgot about it and left my home keys...at home.
So at 5:45 in the morning I was still in full makeup and frocked and I couldn't get into my house without breaking in and waking all th eneighbours. I had visions of going to find someone to change the locks on my house. I rang my ex who had a spare key to my front door. Phew!

I love putting make up on but not taking it off. But you can't have one without the other.