this is going way off topic haha
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this is going way off topic haha
I don't think it's going off topic at all. It's becoming a complex, multi faceted examination of the thread topic, "Love and Lust". It's got all the classic hallmarks of a HA thread:
Vicki Richter makes a post that inspires many different reactions and critical analysis, guys start yelling, girls start screaming, I propose marriage to blondie, Slither makes one of his increasingly rare posts and delares "it's a fuckin shemale forum. . .", and we all learn a little more about the world we live in.
And the conservatives just lost the mid term elections. In Your Face!
:wink:
Ok, things have seemed to calm down so let's take a closer examination of the post that started this thread:
"So many of you want to suck my shecock and swallow everything that comes out of me"
Well, good guys just want to make a girl be happy. What the hell is wrong with that? Licking and sucking a vagina to make it "squirt" is the same thing. You seem to be the one focused on this whole "shecock" aspect.
"You want to feel someone beautiful loves you."
That's an easy one. It's not hard to have beautiful people love you. Physical beauty is nice, but it's really just the paint you put on the wall.
"Instead all of you are posting spam in here about meaningless 'cum shots' or 'big shemale cocks'"
It's a shemale porn/escort site. Shemale porn stars post here. They are shemale pornstars because of "cum shots" and "big shemale cocks". What's the problem?
"This forum has become pic collectors heaven and the good guys who started this site have left. Megabody almost never posts."
Megabody still posts, and this forum is way better then it use to be, as far as I can tell.
"I want a love story. I want to hear a TS and a guy made it and it was real."
You'll have that. You're really pretty lucky in that regard, because I'm a pretty damn good, cool, and capable guy. I'll chase after you forever, and that's the truth. It's very rare for a girl to have an absolute, unwavering back-up like that, so you should appreciate it. And as a bonus, I'm not a crazy stalker. Just a dedicated (although frequently underappreciated) guy.
And yeah, you're a big movie star. . . great, love it.
I know a lot of other girls. This thing with us has been going on for two years now. . .
Everything is under control and proceeding as it should be.
OK, I have been reading about this isue not only on this thread but in others over the years.
In my humble opinion, much of what goes on here is commercial and pure advertising for porn websites and escorts. If I am wrong then I challange any of the women who post here to stop complaining and to take their website links out of thir posts.
In the past I have posted in threads where pictures of obviously unattractive women have bee worshiped by what I call the "droolers" And please don't tell me everyone is beautiful, that is plain bullshit, be it a TG, GG or male.
With regard to a relationship. I am not an unattactive man. and would love to engage a TG in a "normal' relationship. I would love to spend time doing what other couples do and slowly developing the love which follows the lust. This is true even in male- female relationships. I am not sure where to start. I have been with Tg for over 20 years and have tried to stay away from $$$, it is very hard.
I have been to a few parties which have been advertised here. Getting there about 11, watching the parade of women come in about 12 and trying to stike up a conversation with some of them as has been suggested in other threads. ("just go up to them and say hi and talk like any other social situation where you are trying to meet someone").Sorry, dont work.
After being at Vapor a few times I had to leave because each time I was talking to someone it ended in "Do you want to spend some time with me?" Translation: put some money down and we can grope in the back. If I wanted a hooker I would go to Eros or the Village voice. If you say no they either walk away in a huff and complain to their friends or ask you to at least by them a drink ($10-$15) Is it any wonder most men give up and become voyeurs?
If I am wrong, then I would ask Sunny or Allanah to meet one night me and point out which of their regulars are simply looking to meet a nice guy who is not just infatuated with the unique situation, for lack of a better term.
Maybe there are other clubs or parties which are more conducive to social intercourse (no pun intended.) I hear stories of house parties, but no details. Maybe there are other website where that is the focus.
Sorry, but I had to get this off my chest and this seemed like the right time to do it. So, if there are any complaints then I think that women have to do some soul searching and make themself more avaiable for happiness than hustling.
For the first 3-4 years of posting I didn't have a tag line for my site, but I did have a web site. Then other girls were doing it, and a lot of it. It became the defacto standard. My posts here tend to have more meaning and substance a greater percentage of the time than most other girls who have something to sell. Also keep in mind that this site used to have actual banners for many of the girls posting here that rotated on their referral program. They did away with that too. So honestly, if I add value to the forum, I really don't mind having a link in my sig.Quote:
Originally Posted by RawNY
You are right about what you mention. I am definitely not saying that most TS who come from a lower social class desire what I have commented on here. They aren't very forward thinking in many cases. If you read any of Megabody's posts on "hood rats" you will know what the girls like. So yes, if you goto a sex party where the theme is TS are sex objects, then you are probably not going to meet your LTR girl there. 99.9% of these girls are prostitutes and you are a trick. After all is said and done, a guy wanting a relationship with a prostitute could just be a trick who wants free sex and is insincere.
Are you going to enable her to give up her escorting somehow... someday? Have you been labeled a bottom by girls in that environment when most girls, preference wise, are secretly bottoms themselves? All these things add up. Unfortunately, for myself, I could never have a loving long term relationship with a bottom guy, no matter how nice or rich he was, because someday I will get SRS and then I can't compete with dick and the need for it that some guys have. I have no problem with guys of any sexuality and I think it's great for guys to do whatever gets them off. However, we all have to be realists.
Hard to get a love story. Most everytime I have talked a beautiful girl its always about the money, so right away its turns into something else so it is hard to truly meet someone.
same here
Back in the day, I would go to mixed gay clubs and see girls there. That was more of a chance for social interaction, but I would still buy drinks for people I was interested in talking to. They could be doing something else, so why not buy a drink.
But my main point is that everyone needs to survive, or just want a better material life than they have now. If you are not interested in helping them live at some point, the relationship will die anyway. Take them out to dinner, do something.
I wonder if you have ever been in a relationship with a GG? My SO wants a new home, even though we live in one, where we pay no rent or mortgage. At this point our sex life is minimal, after so any years.
A fifteen year mortgage, costing in the 100,000's of dollars. A $15 drink doesn't sound so bad to me, at this point.
Spending some cash means you are looking for something besides free ass!
I should have added that the girls get beautiful by spending large amount of money to get that way. Even GG's are spending money getting their hair done regularly, cosmetics, lotions, and a lot of clothes. Somebody has to pay for it, and if you get in a relationship, you will be helping by paying for something.
heh. That thing would probably be a pain in the ass anyways. Having never gone that route before though, I'm really not an expert on the subject, nor intend to be.
8)
beautifully said vicki, im pretty much an average looking guy, nobody would ever think that i'm bi if they were to see me on the street, but to be completely honest, i would defnitley luv to marry a cute transsexual, the only problem is im only 18 and most transgendered girls either think im too young for them or most tg's my age are still only crossdressing. on the other hand i am a guy and i am hitting my sexual peak rite now, so the only thing i ever think about is just getting completely nasty with someone as sexy as you...wanna go out sometime, hahaha. but back to what i was originally saying, i would looooove to become intimate and passionate with any cute transsexual...so leave me private messages ladies, haha.Quote:
Originally Posted by Vicki Richter
A few decades ago my Brother stated to my mother and I that he was always meeting women that were hurtful to him, that just wanted him to spend money on them, and that were generally not of the best character.Quote:
Originally Posted by RawNY
My mother asked him, where was he meeting most of these women. He responded, "at bars".
Now of course all women that you meet in a bar, aren't going to be women that are after your money, nor is the converse true, that all women that you don't meet in a bar going to be all prim and proper, and 'wifey material'.
However as Ms. Richter points out if you frequent porn websites, and TS sex parties, you most likely aren't going to find someone for a potential LTR.
There are indeed sites, venues, and techniques for meeting transwomen who are looking for LTRs.
But gentlemen for the most part, you are 'looking for love' in mostly all 'the wrong places' to paraphrase the old Waylon Jennings' song.
"Just some good ol' boys,Quote:
But gentlemen for the most part, you are 'looking for love' in all mostly all 'the wrong place' to paraphrase the old Waylon Jennings' song.
Never meaning no harm..."
Whups, wrong Waylon Jennings song. :roll:
'All the wrong places' is a pretty good qualifier. I'm not sure I was exactly hunting in the wrong places, per se, but I somehow managed to put out a vibe that attracted women who, no matter how they looked or spoke, invariably owned kick-start vibrators and liked fish. :roll: But if you hang out at Cowtown a lot, you can't expect to find Martha Stewart there (Of course, if you hang out at the state pen on visitor's day, Martha might just be there :lol: ).
Before I hermitized, I did the prowl in just about every venue you can imagine. From the classic (Laundramats, grocery stores, flea markets) to the unusual/extreme (The hotel bar, hotel sauna, my bathtub at an area hotel - Damn thing seated six! :lol: ). Personals, done it. Dating service, done it. "Hey, babe, you wanna fuck?" *SLAP*, done it.
I've found internet relationships somewhat satisfying (Though most never pan out to an actual meeting), mostly because I tend to express thoughts better via the written/typed word (And draw the same clarity in return) than I do in person. Think: Ernest Hemingway on the page, Gomer Pyle in the flesh. :? Even if you don't get down and dirty, it's nice to have someone lucid to chat with now and again. Let's face it, all the big tits, tight asses, and arm-thick schlongs in the world aren't going to mean much if the person attached has trouble deciphering the instructions on a shampoo bottle.
I have met, in person, a handlful of people I've met on the net. Though most have just been friendly dinner meetings/'dates' (You know who you are :P ), a couple have gone further. Spent a lovely few months/couple of years with a 3G (Gay GG) I met in a chatroom on AOL and have very fine memories thereof (She drifted away and got back with a former lover).
I also had the exceptional good fortune to spend time with a fascinating boi that I stumbled on while searching for "hermaphrodite" in the AOL Member Directory (I'm such a slut!). Intersexed (Born GG, but with an odd chromosme mix that made him as much male as female), he was super-intelligent and creative and, due to his mixed biology, gave off gender vibes that fired all cylinders for me (I am bi and he gave off an aura that defied gender definition). Alas, he was hyper and autistic and I am ADD and aloof, so we found each other sitting at opposite ends of the bed, playing with ourselves (But not each other). Go figure. :roll: A high note: He went on to be very active in several gender positive organizations, including ISNA, the Intersex Society of North America ( www.isna.org/ ).
I just wish he'd call 'home' once in a while. :?
So, yah, shopping in the wrong store won't get you what you're looking for, but it's not a clear rule and often gets challenged by fate.
The key issue is the acceptance of transsexuals or transgendered people by society at large. Until such time as they are accepted and accorded the same rights and opportunities as others, transsexuals, who let's face it need to make a living, will in many cases be confined to the sex industry. As Vicki said earlier, that immediately puts some pretty significant restraints on the types of relationships that they can enjoy.
Clearly it varies from country to country, but even gays aren't universally accepted yet, so I think (unfortunately) it may be a long while yet before people don't bat an eyelid at seeing guys and tgirls in public, surely a prerequisite of more "normal" relationships. (By in public, I mean outside the confines of clubs or gay/TG "hotspots").
Vicki, i see that you tend to take up discussion about LTR much more and more for every newQuote:
Originally Posted by Vicki Richter
post you do. Are you changing your direction, is working in the sex industry something
you are trying to abandon at this point? I still think and believe that you are worth
something much much better then being a sex worker. But i might be wrong.
Also, this is kind of first post (that i know) where you are admitting your plannes to
do SRS at some point in your life. What "conditions" are you expecting to be fulfilled
in order to make that step? What are you waiting for, in other words?
Hey SuperMcManaman, I'll field this one and she can correct me if I'm wrong (it's a public forum, after all).Quote:
Originally Posted by McManaman
Every girl thinks about a LTR eventually, most every TS girl plans for SRS someday, and there's nothing wrong with being in the sex industry.
And this isn't her first post concerning SRS, here or from what I remember elsewhere. She has gone on and on about SRS on several occasions. Can't blame a girl for that, it is a pretty huge deal, and a very important and personal objective.
:wink:
This IS the root reason for this discussion. We are all victimized by it. And until we start to positively claim our place in society, nothing will change.Quote:
Originally Posted by Shelf
I am going to argue a few points. The reason gay guys can have a happy relationship is because in most cases they aren't sex workers. It isn't a societal stigma. As I said before, TS outside of the industry have often had happy healthy relationships. This removes jealousy and a whole variety of human emotions which can take place.
I hate hearing, "society isn't ready". I also hate hearing that girls can't do anything but sex work. Get an education and there are companies who want you to work for them because you help them fill certain quota's which show they hire a diverse workforce. The fact is, most sex workers I know have no desire to get out of that work. Why should they? What other job can girls (or almost anyone) pull down $5-$10k on a good week for doing something which sometimes is fun. I know girls in their 40's still escorting and doing pretty well. Someday that drops off and it's a good idea to have a backup plan beforehand.
Maybe society isn't ready for the big baratone, chip on their shoulder, unpassable, angry transsexual to come into the workforce demanding instant acceptance and equality. However, graciousness can go a long way. I don't knock anyone for doing sex work. It's great work for making money quickly which can finance surgery - which can greatly enhance the quality of life for a TS. It can also finance formal education. I don't think you see a lot of people with bachelors degrees pan handling.
Anyway, the discussion is whether TS can have a happy relationship, and I say, of course. However, any sex worker, TS or otherwise are in for a long difficult road if that is a goal.
Society and it's role:Quote:
Originally Posted by Vicki Richter
I say NO: You can not blame a person's look compared to her inner perceptions. It's (and i absolutely
do not try to insult anyone here - keep that in mind) equal claiming that a handicapped person without a hand is not passable,
and if we want our Society to accept such person, then he\she must get an artificial hand that's pretty much alike the "original"
one. I say no. It is the role and duty of Society to take care of all individuals equally, no matter what.
So, you think that pulling down $5-$10k on some "good" weeks doing that funny thing is a well payed business compared to
what is being sold? We people are so different.
.....a long difficult road if that is a goal.....
Are you on that jurney?
I respectfully disagree, Vicki.Quote:
Originally Posted by Vicki Richter
I am not knocking sex workers at all. In fact, I'm all for legalization of it...it would end much of the misery, stigma, and sickness related to it.
And while you may hate hearing "society isn't ready", it's not. In fact in your first paragraph above you made very clear what my main point is. Society accepts gay men and women as they are part of the normal machinations of it. Every single person out there knows or works with someone who is gay. On the flip side, not every single person out there knows a transsexual. So, when they go to the porn store, or the internet, or look at escort ads, many times this is their only contact with transsexuals.
So, yeah, society isn't ready to open its doors because their main point of reference for transsexuals is porn and sex work. Now, if it was politicians, activists, scientists, actively creative people that were the transsexuals (and there are many who are these things) people saw all the time, it would go a long way towards making society ready to accept.
Again, not knocking sex work or porn...all for it. But where's the balance? Where?
Way to go, McManaman, now you've pissed me off again :!:
heh, just kidding, you seem like a decent enough guy.
Here's the situation: Most TS are not looking to live as advocates for universal gender equality, and why would they? Most simply want to be accepted in their gender corrected state. A TS woman would want to simply be treated as any other woman in society.
And as far as porn being "funny money", I know people here where I work who wash dishes for a living, and they get paid shit for it. Nothing wrong with washing dishes, someone has to do it, but it's a pretty lousy, demeaning occupation. Being a adult video star is, I imagine, very fun, satisfying, somewhat glamerous, and lucrative as well.
If you're questioning the morality of porn, I've asked you before, how did you run across a porn star in the first place? You were looking for "dirty" pictures. Just get over it, dirty pictures are fun to look at.
And don't try that old "I'm doing research for a college paper" trick again, no body bought that the first time.
:P
Too many mosquitos in the air.. It's the worst thing i know.
Is that what those are? I thought they were butterflies. . .Quote:
Originally Posted by McManaman
heh.
I really gotta stop with that sort of stuff, I'm starting to even make myself swoon. :claps
Eleanor Roosevelt stated that "No one can make you feel inferior without your consent".Quote:
Originally Posted by whatsupwithat
As a transwoman of color I do not allow society to dictate what I can or can not acheive.
As a Black person growing up during the heyday of the Civil rights movement I remember vividly the struggle for our right to control our freedom and destinies.
As a woman, I am filled with pride at the progress that the Women's Liberation Movement has afforded us.
In my lifetime I have seen gays, many of the nations of the Third World, the handi-able, and many others gain their rights and their freedoms.
However, with transpeople, we are a people that freedom, equality, dignity, and opportunity seems to have forgotten.
Why is this?
Yes, I will concede that society discriminates against transpeople in many ways.
But unfortunately for many trans-people, the only thing that being 'trans' means to them, is 'sucking and fucking' and looking good and other material values.
In a perfect world, respect and equal opportunity should be birthrights. They should not be something that you have to fight for.
However the reality is that people will not respect you if you do not respect yourself or act in a respectful manner.
A true story,
I live in Albany ny 3 hrs from 2 hrs from nyc I enjoy the cpmpany of the hottest ladys on the planet so i happen to go to trans hangouts . well one weekend a year or two ago i went to boston to see one of my most fav girls. I went out on fridday the date was set for sat but i like to go to jacques its has super shows and one of my fave performers was there that night.i got there around 9 had a drink sat back and relaxed after a long drive. me not expecting to hook up and quite tired order a drink for both my best friends, ( one for both hands) here is where it all started.
As i sit enjoying my green bottles i happen to look up an see the finest girl in the club lookin me right in the eye, me bieng a bit shy i look over my sholder thinkin she was lookin at someone else, as i turn around shes standin next to me ! I ask her if i may buy her a drink and give her my seat. we had small talk and seem to hit it off. she told me she was a workin girl at witch time i told her i was not lokkin for a workin girl , to my suprise she says good ! i have tonight off care to join me at my place....
This is just the start of what was a 1 yr relationship, i will finish it if anyone cares to hear it but it like most has no happy ending .
Arc Angel, please go on with your story because it goes to the heart of the original posting of this thread.
Whatupwiththat wrote:
"Society accepts gay men and women as they are part of the normal machinations of it. Every single person out there knows or works with someone who is gay."
I have to disagree with that. Society is becoming more accepting of Gays but total acceptance is still a very long way off. Case in point; HA forum, itself.
Well, to be honest, gay male culture doesn't want to be totally assimilated by the straight world. I'm not sure what's up with the lesbian scene, and bisexuals just kinda blend in.
None of these particular social circles really have anything to do with TS girls (TS guys, I have no information on).
Case in point: The club I work at became a bastion for the gay male scene back in the 70's, those guys apparently rocked out with their cocks out for a couple decades (primarily just because of the name of the place, which is ironic because it use to be a straight burlesque joint, "gay" just meant "fun" back in the day I guess).
Right about the time I started working there drag queens were all the rage. Our club started drawing in a more mainstream, straight crowd. The gay guys rebelled and started all kinds of shit with us, made numerous attempts on various fronts to try to shut us down.
Why? I have no idea. Gay men complain that they aren't accepted in mainstream clubs, then when the mainstream enters one of "their" clubs, they flip out and run away.
It's a bit silly. I try not to think about it too much, but then again I'm not gay. I have nothing against gay guys and count many gay men as friends, but they just seem to have their own thing going on.
Moral of the story: some people don't want acceptance. They want to maintain a seperate niche community. I have no problem with that, but personally I prefere to hover above the drama.
Oh, you brought up a whole new issue. Yeah, there are alot. :)Quote:
Originally Posted by yodajazz
As much as LGBT is synonymous with a movement or community, the "T" part of that, not even to mention the "B", is hardly accorded the same power within that movement and community due to longstanding bias'. Now, some of that is because of spite, some of misunderstanding, some of ignorance. And the lesbian community has come a lot farther in accepting and working with thier FTM trans brothers, than the Gay community has in accepting and working with their MTF trans sisters.
This is something my trans-activist friends discuss a lot. Are they really a part of the lesbian and gay community or are they something totally seperate?
What I'd like to see is the same strength through numbers and voice with the trans community that I see with the gay and lesbian communities.
is this possible? Like someone said before...change comes from within.
If there are better places than this, I'd like to find out more about them.Quote:
Originally Posted by peggygee
For me, I see three facets to the issue of having a LTR with a TS woman.
1) Finding someone who is physically attractive (not a model, just nice) and feminine and in transition or non op.
A qualifier: For me a passable TS who has had SRS is out because she would be no different in terms of social acceptance or interpersonal relationship-wise than a barren or post menopausal GG IMHO.
Now, assuming she has the pretty pre-op thing going for her, she's probably already just a few Dr. visits away from having SRS. But let's assume I met her during that window... here in the heartland...and she goes for me; an average, decent-looking guy.
I like my odds better playing texas no-limit.
2) Finding someone who is all of the previous and not an escort
My "poppa" used to say, "You cain't turn a ho into a housewife". I've heard variations on this theme such as "There are some things that if you sell, you can never get back". It might sound harsh or judgemental, and I'm sure there are exceptions to every rule, but in general, I think these sentiments are worth heeding.
Ah yes, and by the way, without escorting, how is she going to afford the transition into a passable, reasonably attractive lady? Is she independently wealthy? Is she a corporate powerhouse? Genetics?
I like my odds better playing tri-state powerball.
3) She likes me for M-E
She's not a "sugar orphan" looking for a new daddy warbucks. Again, I'm just the "black" guy next door. (That in and of itself is scary for some) I'm not a bodybuilder like Megabody or highly intellectual like Quinn. I'm not super rich and with the sea of guys willing to shout whatever a girl wants to hear, how can I expect to be heard?
I like my odds better playing McDonalds monopoly.
At the same time, hope costs nothing.
By being here there is the astronmically small possibility that some fecking TS girl with a happy smile and a big booty might look at my avatar and think "Hey, I remember that nintendo game and this guy doesn't seem completely emotionally retarded, I'm hot and I'll introduce myself via a private message!"
Then again I like my odds better waiting for space aliens to beam intergalactic porn onto my laptop.
But i don't know of a better way to meet a TS girl. At least here, if I don't meet her, I can enjoy the pics and get some good info on the TS community.
Thank you for your thoughtful reply, Vicki.
However, that begs the question, where do transexual women go to relax and meet men who would like to know them in other than just a sexual way. I know that theremust have been some at Vapor, it is just hard to spearated them from their possee (no pun intended). If they dance together, sit together, the music booming ( and the music is good there, thank whoever the DJ id) how do you at least talk to them. But, then again, this is not so much different that meeting genetic women at a club.
So, back to my question, what other venues are there?
Is there a website which is more geared to social events, rather than parties?
Somewhere where TG and men who like them can chat in private or public, but chat abou tthings other than sex?
Can anyone suggest such a place?
Thanks
btw, I top, so, if you want to meet for a drink if y our in NYC, let me know :)
Honda,
You worked at Gaity?
what you call "real" ts or ggs dont goto porn sites (like this one) to look for something lasting or something with no money involved.. so why would you expect guys on here to look for anything on here other than material to j/o before the wife and kids come home..Quote:
Originally Posted by Vicki Richter
and as for the ones that proclaim love to girls on here......thats stuff that nightmares are made out of....
screw you guys..im going home
most t-girls are hookers anyways, paying is for chumps
Good grief, how did this thread get brought back?
Congrats to djs, she's a very beautiful girl. And most ts girls are not sex workers, but so what if some are? A career is a career, why should sex work be any different then weaving baskets or whatever?
And relationships between guys and Tgirls deffinately can and do work out. A guy can't expect something for nothing, though. Every girl expects a guy to at least be a good provider for her, that's just natural.
:popcornQuote:
Originally Posted by TheOne1
That's awesome man, congrats. :wink:Quote:
Originally Posted by djs
Actually, I am rather glad the thread got resurrected. :twisted:Quote:
Originally Posted by hondarobot
http://i92.photobucket.com/albums/l2.../oldthread.jpg
It has something for everyone, the topic of love,
which we ladies always like to discuss. And then
there's the topic of lust, that the guys - well you know :roll:
And while I don't personally know the lovely couple,
I am truly happy for them, and I wish them all the best 8)
Finally as to women wanting to be provided for. Well I would
want my mate to be gainfully employed , but since this isn't the
1950s and Wally and the Beav have left home, I think we are
capable of providing for ourselves.
http://i92.photobucket.com/albums/l2...er_431_169.jpg
Boy, Womyns lib has been great :wink:
Quote:
Originally Posted by Vicki Richter
Well, I tried to have the real thing with a t-girl.
I had been to a bunch of escorts, then decided to get a t-girl escort.
I am a pretty good looking guy,
6'2" 225 lbs athletic build, buzzed hair, green eyes and an average package. Big strong and silent type.
The T-girl I was with was pretty, petite and a pleasure to be with. I was not closeted about it. Went out with her in public, took her to parties, wanted to bring her to my family reunion (she said no)
However, After months of being together, she started seeing younger, hotter spanish fly boys with monster cocks.
I was bummed, and did not want to stay in the relationship with her.
So the t-girl some times leaves for the LUST as well.
I post under the other section for a real meeting. I have not had one response.
Vicky, if you are reading this. WHat is your advice for a regular guy like me to find a t-girl for the real thing?
OkQuote:
Originally Posted by Vicki Richter
First......
You look really "CUNT" in your avatar pic......like real "fish"......OVAH.
As far as "swallowing everything that come out of you"..........thats a very deep subject.
Your hella nasty and I am too as are most of these bastards on this board.
I love nasty freaky people.
There.......Im done!
It was long before it became trendy to date transsexuals that I was
searching for her. I didn't really know who she was, but I knew she
was out there, somewhere. I had been involved with several
Transsexuals in the past but all of the relationships were strictly
based on lust and were very superficial. There were a lot of drugs
involved so emotions, no matter how we expressed them, were never
truly sincere coming from an intoxicated state of being. The sex was
good. Sometimes great but most of them were prostitutes and while I
have no problem with that, I wanted to find someone who wasn't high
all the time and turning tricks. I wanted a transsexual who was my
girl, my woman, who I could fall in love with, share my lust with
and know that there was a special bond that was ours. An intimacy
with passion that would supersede all that we had known before.
Yeah, I know I was dreaming pretty far fetched dreams but that is
what I was looking for, I didn't say I really expected to
find "her".
I found out early on dating Transsexuals that if you were a straight
man who was not ashamed to be seen in public with a TS, someone
confident enough to be secure in his sexuality, you could get almost
any TS girl you wanted. This was before the masses found out about
the best of both worlds, before the Brazilians had turned everybody
on to the ultra sexual appeal of trannys. And believe me back in the
day (we are talking 1990-1996) I was Babe Ruth out there knocking
them down one after another. I was unstoppable but I wasn't
satisfied. I wanted "her", and I was not going to stop until I found
her. So this of course meant a whole lot of test drives so to say.
You don't buy a car until you drive it, hell you don't buy a pair of
shoes until you tried them on for size and the same holds true for a
lover I guess. Some were awesome and we had an ongoing physical
relationship, others were hideous and I was looking for the exit as
soon as I got a good look at them in the light. None of them had the
total package of sexy, beautiful, kind and intelligent. At the time
I was frequenting one of the clubs that is still popular in Los
Angeles on Monday and Friday nights, Peanuts. Although it was quite
a different place back then. It had not become the brothel that we
all know today. Every girl wasn't turning tricks. The show was worth
watching with performers like Jasmyn, Linda Mendoza, and Viva Sex
when she was really Madonna's Favorite Madonna Impersonator and the
Glamorous Angela Shelby. Angela was always so elegant and sexy with
her thick lips and big eyes and I enjoyed hanging out at the bar
just talking to her or shall I say her talking me into buying her
and her friends another round of drinks. Gladly. On this particular
night I was at the bar just killing time clocking the girls and
seeing who was showing signs of interest in me, waiting to make a
move until I was sure that it was a sure thing. It was packed and
the crowd was to capacity. Suddenly in the sea of faces I see a face
that I had never seen before. Very angelic, almost glowing with a
beautiful smile and long black hair she moved through the crowd as
if she was floating. Her face seemed to standout from all the others
as her eyes stared deep into my soul, hypnotizing me with her very
presence. Closer and closer she was moving as if to speak with only
me. She finally came face to face with me and she touched my face
with her soft and gentle hand and simply said "Muy guapo papi". She
looked in my eyes for a moment and turned to Angela Shelby and
started to speak with her in Spanish. Angela told me that her friend
thought that I was very handsome. I told her to tell her friend that
she was Beautiful and I asked her what her name was. She said it was
Daniella. I offered to buy her a drink and she accepted and after
Angela said something to her she asked if I would buy her friend
Angela a drink as well. I agreed. We spoke to each other in broken
pieces of each others language barely able to communicate. She told
me she was from Guadalajara and she now lived in Downey. She seemed to like me so I asked her to go home with me but much to my surprise she declined. I tried to coax her into changing her mind but she
held fast. And before I knew it she dismissed herself, said maybe
another time, said goodbye to me and Angela and she was gone. I was
stunned and devastated.
For the next four days, until Friday I could think of nothing but
Daniella, all day, everyday. She consumed my every thought. I was in
a heartsick state all week, like when you have a crush on someone in
school and they show interest and then you have to go on vacation
with your family. All I wanted was another chance to see her. One
more opportunity to try and persuade her to spend some time alone
and maybe this would be it. It was her that I had been looking for
and I couldn't let her get away. The days seemed to go so slowly in
anticipation of Friday. I would go back to Peanuts; we would meet
again and live happily ever after right? Wrong. All that anxiety and
anticipation for our second meeting was in vain. Friday came and I
was there waiting looking at every face that walked by all night
long and she never appeared. Now I was heartbroken. All weekend long
I was sick from the disappointment. I even prayed to God if he would
just allow me one more chance to see her and then if she did not
want me I would accept it. Monday would not come soon enough.
It was a rollercoaster ride of a weekend. One moment consumed in
anxious anticipation of the chance of seeing "her" again, the next
absorbed in self-doubt feeling despair over the thought of her
perhaps not showing up ever again or if she did she wouldn't have
the same feelings for me that I h ad for her. Torturing myself for
the next three days would only end when the moment of truth finally
arrived. Monday night at Peanuts was here but where was she? Had I
wasted my time and emotional energy on an illusion that I and I alone had been a part of?
I arrived at Peanuts on my 1981 Harley Davidson Wide Glide. I had
discovered some time ago that no matter what problems or anxiety I
was experiencing, when I fired up the bike and let the wind take me,
all the stress was temporarily relieved and I was balanced once
again. I parked on the sidewalk in front of the Santa Monica Blvd
Mecca for those beauties of the third gender and soaked up the
attention that I obviously sought by owning the V twin never mind
putting it on display for each who entered to see. And as is typical
I received many comments and adulation, some girls expressed fear of
the very thought of ever sitting on a motorcycle, some men whispered
envious thoughts under their breath. I was putting my helmet up and
trying to decide whether to go with the bandana or not. I am a
musician who has played heavy metal for years so I am very
comfortable with the attention my hard edged sometime flamboyant
attire attracts. But tonight I was only trying to draw the attention
of "her", of Daniella. If she showed up. If God answered my prayers.
So I was trying to decide about the bandana when one of LA's semi-
celebrity TS, one of the Chanel Twins just so happened to be walking
by so I asked her. Bandana or no bandana? She quite attentively
looked at both styles and told me "With the Bandana! You look too
cool!" I thanked her and felt my self confidence grow and now I was
ready for the moment of truth.
As I entered the club, I scoped the room out for "her". Nothing. I
made my way to the far side of the bar where I had been standing
when I had met her the last time. I ordered a drink and waited
patiently all the time clocking every face to verify "her" presence.
And as I waited someone came up from behind me and tapped me on the arm. I turned to see who it was that wanted to distract me from my
purpose. It was a voluptuous TS that I had been dating on and off
for the last 6 months or so. Suzy was a fulltime prostitute and she
was proud of it. She was also tweeked out and proned to paranoid
delusion which at times brought on psychotic behavior. For this
reason I had been keeping my distance lately and a couple weeks
earlier explained to her that she was not my girlfriend and she
needed to stop stalking me. But she was one hell of a good fuck,
with a bombastic body 42DD-26-46 and a thick 10 inch cock.
Regardless of her physical attributes I was sticking to my position,
no more at least for a while. And besides I was here to find someone
else. Suzy stood there with a look of discontent and asked if she
could talk to me and I told her that I was busy and reminded her
that we already discussed this. I turned away from her. I knew she
was pissed off. Too bad.
It had started to look like my angel was not going to be here again.
I saw Angela and I asked her where her friend was and she told me
the girl wasn't really her friend. She only knew her from working at
the plaza recently. And then Angela asked me if I wanted to hook up
with her after the club closes. She said she had to work (some
parking lot off Vine St) but if I call her after 3:00am she will see
me for only $40. I told her I would think about it. My hopes were
starting to fade here as the clock approached 1:00am. I had just
about conceded to her not showing when out of nowhere, BAM, there
she was right in front of me. I was stunned and she said hello. I
said hello and asked her how she was and Daniella answered in broken
English that she had no car until one half hour ago. She had to
borrow her friend's car and she was almost unable to come. I told
Daniella I was glad she did. She said she came only to see me again.
I was floored. Wow. I told her that I had been thinking about her
all the time and was wondering if I would ever get to see her again.
When she didn't show up Monday I was thinking that she wasn't going
to be here Friday either. She informed me that she had to work in a
drag show on Mondays and she never came here on Mondays. I let her
know that I was happy she came tonight and I was hoping she would go
home with me. She said she was hoping I would ask her again. But I
had to follow her to her friends to drop off the car first. My heart
was beating so fast I was afraid I was being to assertive but it
really seemed like she liked me too.
I noticed the psycho TS Suzy clocking me from the dance floor. She
was on the stage and the entire song never took her eyes off me
talking to Daniella. I turned my back to her stares and I told
Daniella that this person was obsessed with me and asked her if she
saw someone that looked psycho walk up behind me to tell me.
Daniella looked a little confused and she asked me what I had just
said. I told her forget it. I asked her if she wanted a drink and
she said yes and could her friend (a little Mexican queen sitting at
the bar dressed like an Asian girl) could have one too. It was Melissa Delano whom I had talked with before many times, she was usually with Angela Shelby. I didn't know she was friends with Daniella but what the heck, sure.
Not long after I see Daniella staring at someone or something behind
me, and I feel a familiar tapping on my arm. I turned to face Suzy
with an evil look in her eyes. She asked me again if she could talk
to me for a moment. I sternly stated "No. I told you I was busy,
please leave me alone." She didn't like that answer. And to show me
she didn't like that answer she stepped back and like a pitcher in
baseball wound up and threw her empty glass in the direction of my
head. Fortunately I had quick reflexes and reverted to my martial
arts katas immediately reacting with a cross armed block that
deflected the glass away from me only to shatter on the floor. Suzy
stood there looking like she was challenging me to do something. She
even said "What are you gonna do now? Hit Me?" I looked around and
it was as if the whole bar had gone silent and was waiting for my
answer. I saw Daniella looking at me with intrepidness. I had to be
smart here. I wanted to just knock Suzy off her feet but that would
not solve anything. Other girls were egging me on to hit her but I
decided to go talk to security and informed the head security that
someone had just intentionally threw a glass at me and he needed to
do his job and 86 her ass.
As I walked back along the bar, which was still in a frozen moment
waiting to see what would happen next, with the Security behind me,
I ignored the people telling me to hit her. I approached Suzy and
waved goodbye to her and said "See ya". She laughed and asked me
what I was gonna do. The security asked her if she threw the glass
and she said yes she had. Then they asked her to leave and she
looked shocked and she said she wasn't leaving. She tried to walk
away but several of the Security guards quickly grabbed her and
walked her out while she struggled and yelled at me.
Daniella asked me what was that about and I said I don't know. She
was crazy. And I asked her if we could forget about that and start
where we had left off. She said ok. We talked for a little while
longer then we decided to leave. We dropped off the car and were off
to my place.
We spent the next 3 days in bed, even eating in bed. The first 2 days we didn’t even have sex, we just held each other, kissed and cuddled, talked and slept. It was perfect. I never wanted that feeling to end.
I fell in love with her and her with me. It felt like those times in High School when you meet a new girl and fall head over heels, the whole world revolving around her, consumed by infatuation that almost certainly in your wisdom has never been experienced before or since. And you also know that it won’t last long because through your past experience none of the relationships with that much passion last very long. It is like a meteor burning so hot and moving so fast that it cannot live for long. But it is amazing while it lasts. I had not experienced this kind of feeling in such a long time that it really didn’t matter to me how long it lasted. I had become rather skeptical and jaded over the years. After 2 marriages that started out full of passion and romance and ended with bitterness and contempt, and after having dated (fucked is more appropriate) strippers , groupies too many to count for almost 15 years even while married I had moved on to Transsexuals and had settled to the fact that there was no way that I could find romance and passion with a TS because their whole existence was revolving around sex, either they were prostitutes entirely or they had a way of disguising their activity but it still was basically the same. And I was fine with that, a person must do whatever they have to in order to survive. I had been dating, as boyfriend & girlfriend, a couple very well known “TS Escorts” in Hollywood over the past several years before meeting Daniella. So I wasn’t uninformed or caught in some fantasy I was chasing. I was fully aware of what the lifestyle of these girls entailed and accepted the bad with the good and never placed false expectations on the situations. But there was something different this time, at least I hoped there was. It seemed that my prayers had been answered. I needed someone that cared about me in my life. Someone who saw past the superficial hardened exterior and looked at my heart and not judge me for my mistakes of the past. Someone with a good heart who wanted someone who wanted them for more than just sex, more than just to fulfill a fantasy or curiosity. I started to believe that I had finally found that person. Many people have told me that you can never find a long term relationship with a TS. If it lasted 6 months that was considered a LTR. It is hard to find someone who is not hardened by the lifestyle of the TS world, who hasn't lost all moral integrity and who is capable of loving and being loved. Hard but not
impossible. Daniella and I stayed together for 6 years and I had
never before or most likely will never again fall so deeply in love
with someone. For the most part it was the most wonderful relationship I was ever involved with. In the first couple year(s) I was hers and she was mine and nothing could change that. I was always there when she needed me and her for me. I proved my dedication to her beyond what any man had ever attempted unashamedly taking on the responsibility to protect her in anyway I could. Since she was from Mexico and here without papers it was always an anxious time for her when she would return from Mexico, whether it was from a trip to Guadalajara for Cosmetic surgery that I sponsored or a funeral for her brother, it was I who would make sure she got across the border and got home safely. I would do the same for her TS friends and members of her family simply because she wanted me to. I never failed to successfully get them across, in fact I had done this maybe 20 times over several years before having any trouble. But due to the increased security it became tougher and eventually I was arrested and twice jailed due to the border crossings. But still I had successfully got the people across but I was arrested as they continued north. I knew the possible consequences when I agreed the first time so I accepted them without regret. As the relationship evolved the harsh realities of the lifestyle started to become too obvious to me. They had always been there but in the early days I didn’t want to see them so I was blind to them. And as much as I would like to think that I could have salvaged the relationship with a better job or more money the fact is I probably couldn’t have filled all the voids that would always be there. It came to be revealed that she had been seeing a couple of very wealthy men in the entertainment industry and while I think she was not in love with them, she did love the big money they had to throw at her. When it became too obvious and she got tired of lying and hiding it we had a period of angry bitter confrontations that we would both regret later. But it did not last long because I soon conceded to the fact that if this was her choice then so be it. I loved her no matter what, now and forever. And what she had given to me in terms of joy and happiness will always keep her in my heart. So I told her this and while I could not remain in a relationship with her, I would always be there for her. And if she was going escort I would like to see her make sure it was profitable enough to be worth the risk. I had a lot of experience with advertising and promoting from my days of playing in a fairly successful Heavy Metal Band and I showed her how the things we did in the band to promote ourselves could be applied to her line of work as well. She went on to be very successful and to this day is one of the most sought after girls in Los Angeles and throughout the USA thanks to the promotional campaigns I designed for her via the internet. And while all good things must come to an end the memories of her will never fail to put a smile on my face. We remain good friends and I know she loves me, and I will always love her but sometimes friendship is more important than romance. And in the words of William Shakespeare “tis better to have loved and lost then to never have loved at all” I agree….So there is romance and dreams do come true but even dreams take work to stay alive and sometimes the realities of the world we live in over power even the strongest love.. Good luck