The crossdressing young person said calmly, "Don't ever call me a tranny." Which was interesting, seeing as I did not consider him a transsexual in the first place. He then went full throttle with the verbal diarrhea. "I'm not a crossdresser, I'm not a femboy, I'm not a shemale, I'm not any kind of simple-minded label that perpetuates the typical..." Eventually he demanded instead to be called an asexually morphed humanoid. I was in the middle of looking at recent credits to my bank account on my phone when I heard this, and laughed out loud. I turned and walked away, feeling dumb and a bit embarrassed on his behalf. These nights go too fast, I thought. I'm going to find a hot tranny....
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