Reflecting on my experience

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This is not really a story but rather a reflection on my past experiences. If my post doesn't fit into the topic, I apologise. Moderators can move it elsewhere.

How it all started and when? Probably in early 1990s when I found "strange" VHS tape in extensive collection of my late friend. Or little bit later when I browsed through those (forgotten now) web conferences. Or may be when I installed my first quick messenger (years before ICQ and similar types became popular) and accidentally (or not?) TS girl from Singapore became one of my first chat friends... Hope you are well, Jasmine, life was not easy for you 20 years ago when you parted with your American boyfriend and your relatives didn't support you.

Well, I can't recall today when I started to admire them. Transsexuals, shemales, whatever. I consider them as another - third sex and as very special people. In my communication I avoid complicated terminology and just say: dear girl, sweet lady, etc. Gender identity is sensitive issue, I don't want to insult and to disappoint.
What I remember though that while I never was LGBT-phobic - despite my upbringing in totalitarian state, - I treated everyone who was not "like a real man or woman" with irony in my 20s. Sometimes that irony was too toxic. Shame on me.
My attitude began to change when I grew older and (probably) a bit wiser.
I recall one British movie where TS hairdresser tried to establish relationship with "macho" man who was shocked to reveal her true identity but adapted to the situation and became her friend eventually. I was intrigued.
Who are they? Why they decide to change own body? What do they feel? How they identify themselves? And - not the least - how they survive in this world where majority of "normal people" are so paranoid about anything what doesn't match their narrow understanding of Sexuality.
Those questions led me to my first - platonic - encounters with TS in Reeperbahn area of Hamburg. Couple of beers with one lady, long talk over glasses of cognac with another (she was much older than me, probably in early 50s). I have considered my interest to be purely "academic". Or did I lie to myself?
Strange enough, but I never understood what exactly changed my interest. Just like a flash it was. I realised that I desired Them and it came to me very naturally. May be it was a by-product of my struggling with gay experiments, - I tried to expand my “horizons” but was not satisfied, I found it boring. So, that flash happened. Aftertaste was a bit bitter: that girl was not experienced and not emotionally stable. I paid her generous tip anyway and was glad when it was over. But my interest didn't fade and the journey just began...

Geography.

First time I heard about TS community in Thailand (no surprise, indeed) in late 1980s. First one I met (just met) in Brazil (no surprise as well) in early 1990s. I never came back to those ladies of Reeperbahn to move our friendship to next level – sigh... but I indulged in TS pleasures in other parts of Europe, East and Med from early 2000s and on. And Turkey... And South East Asia again...

Places to remember.

Vienna – great discovery. I named it for myself “little Brazil” for awhile. Girls of Latin origin were my favourite. 2 or 3 places in quite areas of the city. Attitude sometimes too “professional” but more relaxed at the second visit. Ladies stayed in town for several months and then moved elsewhere, sometimes coming back next year.

Istanbul – I was surprised to find so many offers in Istanbul. Experience mixed. Very friendly attitude but language barrier was always a problem. Some photos in ads were quite misleading. Many well hung ladies.

Barcelona – just one night, but that was excellent complement to the visit to one my favourite cities.
Strange enough, I realised that she didn't speak English only after I left. Magic?

Moscow – that scene was complicated always. It started in early 2000s with several ads of TV persons. They were enthusiastic but lacked skills and cash for adjusting their appearances. Few years later the market boomed. Some excellent, really high class ladies began their carriers in that period, they continue to work on and off today (look for 28+ y.o. on www.dosug.cz, for example). There were scams, Photoshop tricks, of course, etc. but a lot of offers to choose from. It seemed that TS gilrs from all over ex USSR rushed to Moscow (and to St.Petersburg). It was good until it lasted. I continue to recommend this place today – but with greater caution. While common crime is not a big issue (compared to 1990s), there is another danger: honey pot scheming. Yes, that instrument of secret services your read about in Flemming's stories is successfully used today. If confidentiality is of paramount importance for you... beware.

Kiev – small sex workers scene overall, tiny TS community. Girls leave to Europe or to Moscow once they save enough. Some return. Probably the most typical feature – warm attitude. Seekers of “girl friend experience” might be interested.

Thailand – I hardly can add anything important to long and extensive reviews posted all over the Internet. Just to share some observations and feelings.
For a starter, Nana Plaza in Bangkok is good place to go. Call for mamasan, buy a drink for her, tell what kind of girl (or girls) you'd like to meet.The rest is easy. If you stay there, be prepared to stand in a turn – rooms can be busy. Otherwise, just pay extra and ride together to hotel. This place is VERY public and attract multinational clientele. You might bump into your colleague there!
If you are prepared to pay more – look for agencies. Escorts can accompany you for several days/nights – with discount to standard fees.
May be I was lucky, but nowhere I feel better and secure than in Thailand. Good attitude is a trademark. Escort girls can be hurried in one time sessions but invite them for whole night and there will be no rush. Yes, well hung ladies are in deficit. But you can find some if you do extensive search before the trip.
Patong – besides the famous Bangla Road (like Nana Plaza but open air) there is that massage salon hidden in the back street. Girls are not pushy, you can just sit and drink with them – in daytime also. And there is good massage as well.

Brazil... I kept it in my sights for long time but never managed to organize a proper trip. Sometimes I think it's my “curse”. Many years ago before I became an admirer I stayed several times in small place Mangaratiba with one local girl (GG) at her house. Once when I soaked in her pool I was greeted by her friend. Smile, small talk. Later on in the kitchen my girlfriend said: “She was interested in you. But probably she is not your type”. “Why?”. “Well, because...” And she explained to me. When I understood I laughed. Or, she has a dick, ha-ha. My lady turned furious. “You stupid. You should not ridicule people who are different”. She remained angry for long time and I was denied sex for the next night or two.
Yes, I was stupid, Rosinha, Rosie. And you were right. Wish you and your friend all the best in this life. Hope I am forgiven.

So, how to conclude... May be like that: I remember TS ladies I met and they all have my respect and my gratitude. Let Gods bless and protect you.
Peace.