But... where to go? A gay club? Wal-mart? Maybe online first, but there are not many sites that let one search for transsexuals. I could only find three: a sex site catering to all kinds of fetishes, a sugar-daddy site with trans-options, and craigslist.
Wanna dress up as a maid and get spanked for not properly cleaning the floor? Want someone to poop on you while you masturbate? Like wearing diapers? Need a little pain with your pleasure? Hmm... this does not seem like the place for me. Oh they make a distinction between TS, TV, and CD, but what kind of person am I going to find here? Probably one looking for sex for whatever reason and I don't need that right now. Next!
Want a sugar daddy? Actually... I would not mind one. I create an account on a popular sugar-daddy-seeking sight. I say I'm trans. After two days of unsolicited abuse, my opinion of straight men amazingly sinks lower. Amazingly, cause I didn't know there was a whole new underworld land to the celler basement I was in.
Okay, how about the gay sugar daddy site? Looking around, I think this is a mistake. There are no trans here, just cross-dressers, gays-in-denial, and transvestites. No transsexuals (Here's the difference.). I'm the prettiest one there cause I'm the only one there. After a week, the only people penetrating my inbox are those same CD/TVers looking for daddies, something my account explicity says I'm not. Not the brightest bulbs here. Enough of this.
What about craigslist? Why not? To my surprise, under misc. romance, you can find all sorts of trans options!
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Well, okay, just 2 options... men seeking trans and couples seeking trans. (Alt.com has many!) Of course you know what you'll find if you go there... since there's only a 'T' option, there's cross-dressers and transvestites as well as transsexuals, just like the gay sugar daddy site.
I respond to an add from an older gentleman who says he's "generous." Vegas is a great town for a generous date... lunch at Paris and shopping. Quelle fun!
He replies to my charmingly delightful hello, "are you in las vegas?"
I reply, "every part of me!"
He continues, "do you live alone, have a nice safe discreet place for incall visits?"
Hmm... what is wrong with that? Let me count the ways... 1) with all red flags now waving, it screams psycho, 2) discreet? I ain't no boy in a dress! 3) my place??? If he can't afford a suite at Trump, he can't afford me.
This fish is too creepy/slimy, better throw it back into the sea... I reply, "No, I live with 10 child molesters and 20 heroin addicts in a neon box on Las Vegas Blvd. in front of the Bellagio fountains. Sorry, guess I'm not you're type... hope you find what you are searching for!"
That was fun, now for something a bit more real... here's a cute boy looking to come home to a sweet, caring tranny. Oh, I'm sweet and caring! I say hi.
I've never experienced sending emails as texts, but that's what we did for the next 1/2 hour, exchanging one-line emails. Well, I was composing beautiful little though poems, but never more than 8 words an email from him.
Hmm...
Then sends a photo... OMG, yummy beefcake.Young, sensitive, artistic and smokin' hot bod. He says he has to go, but sends his # and wants to txt more later. I wait...
It's almost later...
We spend the next few hours exchanging more proper short-thoughts via SMS. He's every bit of loquacious as he was via email. How disappointing! Finally, he calls...
My phone pops up "Incoming Call - Kentucky" KENTUCKY? LOL! We talk... he's surprisingly more articulate (and drunk) in a higher-bandwidth channel. He's a pilot... helicopter! We chat a bit, and then he lets slip, "Did you see her shoes, girlfriend?"
OMG, I channeled a midwestern repressed gay boy moving to Vegas! You can imagine the type. Gay, has to hide it, but there's an out... get a T-Girl so that he's seen in public with a girl, but in the bed... well, who knows what in the bed, but boy-tgirl sex is closer to boy-boy sex than boy-girl sex.
Oh, why not, let's see where this goes, shall we? Besides, I wanna see what happens to this boy when he get to gay vegas and sees all the openly gay hot boys. I fear he'll drop me like a dildo, but that seems a small price of admission for the show.
Well, where it goes is this: he's coming to Vegas tomorrow! Cool!
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