
People aren't as repulsed by you as they thought they would be.
LOL. Taken in context, we were talking about the draw of lil 'ol me to the normals, and particularly, why people hang around even after I may or may not have been read.
Current events tell me I'm not being read, but I could be. I'm walking with the gorgeous people and believe me, it's hard feeling pretty around flawless, fun, 20-somethings in revealing outfits!
Regardless, past events tell me the stares are no longer from contempt or disgust. They might be stares for beauty or stares of curiosity, but they are no longer threatening, and, if I smile, or flirt back, they usually smile too. But still... they stare.
And linger. Of she who said this, a man in a genetic woman's body, I'm her 3rd sex arm candy. She's got a fetish for folks like me and thinks the rest of the world sees me as she does, and knowing the mindset of normals, thinks that people are surprised that they aren't more disgusted by me, or the situation of being so close to me.
And why not? I'm not like the transsexuals you see on Jerry Springer or reality TV. (I doubt I'm like the ones in porn flicks either!) I've even caught glances of amazement cross their faces when they hear our erudite conversations. "What? The evolution of life? They aren't talking about sex or drugs?" Seriously. I have compassion for the black man walking down the street who watches the old lady cluth her purse tighter as she sees him approach.
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