I was invited to a birthday party (05/24/09) for a lady I had met a week before at a local restaurant/lounge in Margate, NJ. I went to the hostess desk and was told nothing had been reserved, well did I feel dumb.
I figured as long as I was all dressed up and the place seemed to be lively I'd have a glass of wine and wait a half hour and leave, I had another place I could go, so it wouldn't be a total waste.
As I was standing listing to the music I felt someone put their hand on my shoulder, it turned out to be one of my customers who was quite a few years younger than me but a very big man. I was a little surprised because he's a very popular Architect in the area and had never seen me in public before although his wife had a picture of me from a Atlantic City Pageant parade a few years ago, and he had seen my pictures in my office.
We talked for a while and one of his friends came in and I was introduced. What was interesting was after we talked a few minutes, I wanted to roam around to see if I knew anyone else, when I came back near my friend and I was talking to 2 ladies he motioned me over to him and said his friend thought I was a real woman. He was very impressed and I was some what surprised also because I never feel I'm passable but do make a nice presentation.
As we were talking I had noticed a group of very large, most 6' to maybe 6'6" fit looking guys behind me. At first I didn't really pay attention, but I do like to instigate so I turned around again and looked the tallest one in the eye and he said hello, of course this was my moment, I offered my hand to shake and when he felt my grip he went a little nuts and wanted all his buddies to shake my hand too, there were about 7-8 of them at that time but maybe 15-19 in total as a group. As it turned out they were US Marshals and one was a State Police officer who I ride bike with one of his colleagues. They were totally gentlemen although one who was the biggest in height and size and a New Jersey power lift champion was terrified of me, Go Figure.
Anyway, about 10 PM the birthday party arrived, I hooked up one of the Marshals with one of the ladies, he kept telling me he was hot and horny and I figured I'd pass him off before I looked to good to him. I finally left by midnight.
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Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Sunday, May 17, 2009
The Pull Over
A couple Saturday's ago 05/06/09, my wife, her girl friend and I (Louise) went to Brigantine, they have a Karaoke night there. It was late, about midnight when we were traveling home and went through a few towns, I hadn't had a drink in over an hour and I only have 2 anyway. I notice a car pass in a no pass zone and figure it's another motorist, but it was a cop, the usual thing happens , lights and all. He comes's to the window and I great him, my wife and her GF are trying to keep a straight face when he asks if I was drinking and I said "officer, I don't drink". I hand him my licence and other information and watch as he walks back to his car. He gets to the front of his where the light is better and as he's looking at my licence he turns back to us and hands me back my information and says, someone called from another town saying to were swerving, but I think you're OK, have a good night.
My wife and her GF almost couldn't contain themselves and were bursting to laugh and had to hold it till he was in his car, they wanted to bust my chops about the not drinking comment and how he didn't want to deal with a Cross Dresser.
I've been pulled over many times, one reason is because I'm usually one of the few car's on the road and it could also be I'm tired and may indeed weave a little giving the illusion of intoxication, but every time I've been fortunate either because of the way I'm dressed as Louise or how i present myself. Also maybe the Cop feels he doesn't want to look prejudice or want to deal with the Louise thing at all. In any event, it's a discretionary call and I appreciate the consideration.
My wife and her GF almost couldn't contain themselves and were bursting to laugh and had to hold it till he was in his car, they wanted to bust my chops about the not drinking comment and how he didn't want to deal with a Cross Dresser.
I've been pulled over many times, one reason is because I'm usually one of the few car's on the road and it could also be I'm tired and may indeed weave a little giving the illusion of intoxication, but every time I've been fortunate either because of the way I'm dressed as Louise or how i present myself. Also maybe the Cop feels he doesn't want to look prejudice or want to deal with the Louise thing at all. In any event, it's a discretionary call and I appreciate the consideration.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Like the 3 Stooges
Last Wednesday I made arrangements to go to a Photoshop seminar at the Convention Center in Philly. I had to get up at 5:30 AM, shower, shave, dress (as Louise) take my medicine and get to the Absecon train station.
Well, I wear a blond wig and I think it's rubbed off on me, I only used the self ticket machine once and that was with help last year. I felt I was running a little late and didn't want to screw up so I asked a lady for help. She happened to be Asian and if you know most Asians they tend to be very fast. I told her I wanted a one way to Philly, she started to push the buttons so fast I couldn't tell what she was doing. My back was to the tracks and I heard the train arrive and she pushed the last button and ran to the train, I grabbed the ticket and jumped in as the door closed and found a seat facing a rather large gentleman. As I settled into the seat and a little out of breath I noticed we may be going backwards, unless I was sitting facing Atlantic City. It took a moment to realise I was going the wrong way and confirmed it with the large gentleman facing me, he smiled and said "we're going to Atlantic City" almost in a gleeful way.
There was nothing I could do and now I'm really concerned if they're is another train or way I can get to Philly by 9:30, I was (to say the least) pissed.
I get to AC and ask a conductor about alternative transportation and was told the bus station is just out the door, so I run there and ask the ticket girl about the bus to Philly, she said yes it stops out the door way, so I go out and don't see anything and go back in and ask about a ticket, she said "Oh, I didn't know you wanted to go there" (Oh well). She starts to print a ticket and I ask what time does it arrive in Philly, she says 10:45 and I don't know where in the city it stops at. I said, I need to get there by 9:30, she said "you can got to the Greyhound line about 4 blocks away, they get there by 9:15.
I ran over there and just got a ticket and on the bus as it was pulling out. Turned out to be much better, the bus station is right by the Penn station food court, I had time to get a bagel and coffee from the Pennsylvania Dutch people and find a seat in the conference room.
I also met the girl who belongs and does the photography for the Epicurean society I belong to, we had lunch together and found out we have a mutual acquaintance that we both know that Cross Dresses too.
It was a rather long seminar with a few breaks. I used the men's room as Louise and I know cause a few remarks. As I was leaving the seminar I used to men's room at the end of the corridor in order to avoid causing others discomfort, but it was full, I had to wait a short bit and then a stall became available, as I was in there I heard the room get quiet, when I came out of the stall it was empty, I don't know if everyone ran out or what happened so I took my time and was washing my hands and turned to get paper to dry them, as I did an older (maybe 65-70 yo) man walked in a saw me and started to turn and run out, I called in my Lou voice, you're OK, I almost gave him a heart attack.
I walked back to the bus terminal and was reflecting on my thoughts about Cross Dressing when I was about 6-7 years old. It was because I had just walked by a Cop who glanced out the side of his eye. When I started down this road I felt I was not only the only person in the world with this off beat perversion, but that I would never allow anyone to lean my secret, in fact I wanted to die because I knew it was wrong. But now I walk down the street anywhere, anytime, in front of anyone. As the famous quiote goes "One small step as Lou, one giant step to Louise"
All in all, it was an experiance, but no trouble at all.
Well, I wear a blond wig and I think it's rubbed off on me, I only used the self ticket machine once and that was with help last year. I felt I was running a little late and didn't want to screw up so I asked a lady for help. She happened to be Asian and if you know most Asians they tend to be very fast. I told her I wanted a one way to Philly, she started to push the buttons so fast I couldn't tell what she was doing. My back was to the tracks and I heard the train arrive and she pushed the last button and ran to the train, I grabbed the ticket and jumped in as the door closed and found a seat facing a rather large gentleman. As I settled into the seat and a little out of breath I noticed we may be going backwards, unless I was sitting facing Atlantic City. It took a moment to realise I was going the wrong way and confirmed it with the large gentleman facing me, he smiled and said "we're going to Atlantic City" almost in a gleeful way.
There was nothing I could do and now I'm really concerned if they're is another train or way I can get to Philly by 9:30, I was (to say the least) pissed.
I get to AC and ask a conductor about alternative transportation and was told the bus station is just out the door, so I run there and ask the ticket girl about the bus to Philly, she said yes it stops out the door way, so I go out and don't see anything and go back in and ask about a ticket, she said "Oh, I didn't know you wanted to go there" (Oh well). She starts to print a ticket and I ask what time does it arrive in Philly, she says 10:45 and I don't know where in the city it stops at. I said, I need to get there by 9:30, she said "you can got to the Greyhound line about 4 blocks away, they get there by 9:15.
I ran over there and just got a ticket and on the bus as it was pulling out. Turned out to be much better, the bus station is right by the Penn station food court, I had time to get a bagel and coffee from the Pennsylvania Dutch people and find a seat in the conference room.
I also met the girl who belongs and does the photography for the Epicurean society I belong to, we had lunch together and found out we have a mutual acquaintance that we both know that Cross Dresses too.
It was a rather long seminar with a few breaks. I used the men's room as Louise and I know cause a few remarks. As I was leaving the seminar I used to men's room at the end of the corridor in order to avoid causing others discomfort, but it was full, I had to wait a short bit and then a stall became available, as I was in there I heard the room get quiet, when I came out of the stall it was empty, I don't know if everyone ran out or what happened so I took my time and was washing my hands and turned to get paper to dry them, as I did an older (maybe 65-70 yo) man walked in a saw me and started to turn and run out, I called in my Lou voice, you're OK, I almost gave him a heart attack.
I walked back to the bus terminal and was reflecting on my thoughts about Cross Dressing when I was about 6-7 years old. It was because I had just walked by a Cop who glanced out the side of his eye. When I started down this road I felt I was not only the only person in the world with this off beat perversion, but that I would never allow anyone to lean my secret, in fact I wanted to die because I knew it was wrong. But now I walk down the street anywhere, anytime, in front of anyone. As the famous quiote goes "One small step as Lou, one giant step to Louise"
All in all, it was an experiance, but no trouble at all.
My reason for Louise
I'm pretty sure anyone in this lifestyle has asked themselves or have been asked what they really want out of this lifestyle. Many insist they were born the other gender than what they are "MTF or FTM", many just like the idea of cross dressing in private, then advancing to going out, maybe passing in public and so on.
Today, while washing my car it came to me, I don't want or need to be a woman, I've really never felt other than what I am, a guy who looks and is treated better as "Louise". So in my particular case I just want to be Lou as Louise, I want to be treated the way people may see me, as a person who has the courage to be themselves, make a reasonable appearance in public and not someone looking for more than consideration and acceptance.
I think to many, so called "TG" lifestyle people are pushed over the edge by peer pressure and then realize afterwards they made a terrible mistake. Many have never even ventured out in public in they're alter ego persona, but have this burning desire to transition. Yes, after 13 years and meeting many TS's, I did finally meet one who seems to have made the right choice as far as their holistic manners, presentation, voice and style, but they even are dealing with some questions. After all it took me almost a life time to finally come to some sort of answer about myself.
I think many people forget the word "compromise", I have and am much happier for it..
Louise
Today, while washing my car it came to me, I don't want or need to be a woman, I've really never felt other than what I am, a guy who looks and is treated better as "Louise". So in my particular case I just want to be Lou as Louise, I want to be treated the way people may see me, as a person who has the courage to be themselves, make a reasonable appearance in public and not someone looking for more than consideration and acceptance.
I think to many, so called "TG" lifestyle people are pushed over the edge by peer pressure and then realize afterwards they made a terrible mistake. Many have never even ventured out in public in they're alter ego persona, but have this burning desire to transition. Yes, after 13 years and meeting many TS's, I did finally meet one who seems to have made the right choice as far as their holistic manners, presentation, voice and style, but they even are dealing with some questions. After all it took me almost a life time to finally come to some sort of answer about myself.
I think many people forget the word "compromise", I have and am much happier for it..
Louise
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