Liquorice

Saturday 8th August

I met several nice people at Pink Punters including Michelle, Terri and Sophie. We had several long chats and danced in between. I'm almost a regular there now and so I recognised quite a few other fellow ( no pun intended, of course) trannies.

Some have told me their intimate life details as if I were a life-long friend. That may be an honour but I 'm beginning to wonder if I am too good a listener, as I'm not sure I want to know everybody's personal sexual bravados. Then again, I do not wish to judge people and I accept that everyone is different. Like a bag of liquorice allsorts. It makes for fascinating listening as well!

The previous week I was also at PP and for once stayed at the hotel opposite. the staff there are friendly, polite, professional and efficient, the rooms are well equipped and clean and pleasant.

As I was staying overnight I allowed myself to partake of alcoholic beverages. It was an interesting experience and a bit of a learning curve as I've never drunk so much dressed en femme.

As a bloke , when I've had a lot to drink, I become more friendly, say some silly things, find my vision becoming blurred and eventually fall asleep. So the inner me is a gregarious, gentle person, which I'm thankful for.

As Gabriela, I found myself becoming, or at least acting as if I were, the life and soul of the party, getting trannies to get up and dance in a group and skipping about like a six year old girl in a playground. I don't know the mechanics of alcohol but wonder if I was already in a happy relaxed state and the alcohol just pushed me further down that road. Did the fact that I was in women's clothes have a bearing on it as well? It is such a long way from being the shy retiring young lad I used to be. I must still be on a learning curve about my own character. Maybe it's not as eye-popping as some of the truths I've learnt of others I've met at PP but fascinating for me.

Gabriela Julia Budd

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