This is a story about my very first encounter with a T Girl. Long before I ever started to dress.
My friend invited me to his housewarming party. He had warned me that the would likely be some people coming along who are gay, lesbian and possibly a transvestite coming along. People he knew from his job. I asked him “why are you warning me? “. He said it was because not everyone is comfortable in their company so thought he had better let me know in case it was a problem for me. “I thought you knew me better than that mate, I take people as I find them and don’t judge after all everyone is different”.
The night of the party I got a taxi over to James new house, paid the fair, got out and went to the door. I had just rang the bell when the door opened and James welcomed me in. Is said “I have brought a few bottles of refreshments, where do you want me to put them? “ James led the way to the kitchen and said “just put them on the worktop where the rest of the booze is”. I placed the bottles where he said and took a beer for myself. After that he led the way to the main room where the party was slowly getting started as not a lot of people had arrived yet but then I was early.
Guests started to arrive and the party was getting heated up. I went to the kitchen to get another beer. There was quite a crowd gathered there as always seems to happen at a house party. I got a beer and noticed an old acoustic guitar partially hidden in a corner. I picked it up and soon discovered it was out of tune so I tuned it up and strummed a couple of chords which got some attention. This led to me ending up play g a few tunes while every either sang along or made up their own words as they went along. After a while I went back to the main room. When I walked in my eyes were immediately draw to this vision sitting on the arm of the sofa. She had blonde hair, wearing a blue dress. She was stunning and all I could do was stand there taking in the sight of this beautiful woman. James walked in and seen me staring at her. “I see you have noticed Carla mate” he said. I said to him “well it’s kind of hard not to notice her, she does stand out from everyone else”. He laughed and said “why don’t you go and say hi to her”. I looked at him as if he was the dumbest git who ever walked the earth and said “James, she is way out of my league, she would take one look at me and dismiss me without a second thought” James laughed,, slapped me on the back and said “We shall see” then he walked over to Carla. He chatted with her for a couple of moments then Carla looked directly at me and gave me a smile and a little wave. James came back over and said “I have made the introduction the rest is up to you now”.
I took a large drink of my beer and nervously walked over and said “Hi, I’m Ian, pleased to meet you”. What happened next was not what I expected. She said “Hi, I’m Carla” in the deepest manly voice I had ever heard. I stood there totally shocked and confused. I looked over at James and he was pissing himself laughing. I then heard a soft feminine voice say to me “I’m sorry about that, James put me up to that”. As I slowly regained my composure I realised I had now met the TV James said might be coming along. Carla then said “That was a little cruel on you, let me make it up to you. If you want you can feel my boob”. I didn’t know what to say but before I knew it she had slid her hand into her bra and pulled out one of her fake boobs and tossed it to me. Instinctively I caught it but I now realised that many people in the room were now staring at us. I took a deep breath and got some of my composure back. I looked at Carla and said “wow that feels really nice, not too big and quite firm. I have to ask though....are they real?” Carla looked at me and laughed as did a couple of other people close by. James was a bit disappointed that his idea had backfired a bit.
Carla and I chatted for a bit and I could see she was needing another drink so I asked if she required another to which she replied that she would have the same again. I set off for the kitchen to get the drinks and bumped into James on the way. He said “you and Carla seem to be getting on well mate” I replied back saying “well we have some same interests as we both like movies and music so we have something to chat about”. I got to the kitchen and the same people were still holding court there. We they seen me they asked me to play some more on the guitar. I told them I would be back shortly as I was just getting a drink for someone. I got the drinks and went back to Carla. I said “I have been asked to go back to the kitchen and play some more tunes on the guitar”. She replied “Oh was that you playing earlier, I heard you from here you are quite good. Do you mind if I come along too?” I said she was welcome to if she wanted. We headed to the kitchen and I started playing again. That was where we were for the rest of the night and Carla was quite the singer too.
As the night got on I decided it was time for me to start heading home. Carla decided she was heading home too. I said I will phone a taxi for her and asked where she was heading. She lived in Glasgow, near the city centre. As I was going much the same direction I asked her if she wanted to share a taxi which she agreed to.
The taxi arrived and we made our farewells. In the taxi we continued to chat and she said she had really enjoyed the music and singing also g to the ones she knew. The taxi arrived at Carla’s first and she went to get some money to pay her share. I told her not to bother as I would pay for it. We had a bit of a debate about that but I insisted that I pay for it. Carla gave in realising I would not take any money from her. As she opened the door to get out she turned around to me and said “As you won’t take any money for the taxi could I offer you a drink instead?” I thought about it for a few moments and then said OK. I paid the taxi fare and got out of the car. We walked up to the main entrance of her block of flats. She put the key in the door and in we went. |
