Toni
02-17-2005, 06:33 PM
Hi Girls,
A week ago I found a support group for TV's, TG's & TS's in Newcastle and I thought I would contact them and I began emailing Michelle the founder of the group which meets every Wednesday in a PUB. Anyway she asked me to come to the meeting but it was impossible that evening for me, so she suggested I come to her flat the following night and I could change there. Well the first thing I thought of this morning when I woke up can I do it? There was a boulder in my stomach the size of a football and as the day wore on it turned to butterflys like dive bombers and I still didn't know if I could do it. It got to 5 o'clock and and I began to get ready and gave my legs a good shave, my wife asked me if I was going and I said I was but without much conviction. I packed my femme clothes and I was ready to go and now I was really shaking but I got into the car and away I went and soon I was at Michelles flat, she opened the door and before I knew it we were chatting like two old ladies. Then I began to get dressed and then I realised that I had left my bra filling at home but no worries she lent me some and then put my make up on for me, gave me a handbag , lent me a coat and out we went. My mouth was like the sahara desert and I was trembling like a leaf but soon we were at the pub and we went in, straight up to the bar , ordered our drinks and sat down to drink them. No one batted an eyelid and everyone was very friendly and talkative (We were the only TV's in the place) and I began to settle down and enjoy myself. I even paid a visit to the ladies loo (I never thought I'd ever do that) Before I knew where I was I was going to the bar and ordering drinks myself from a straight barman and I felt like I was walking on air. When the time came to leave I was really sorry to be going but I felt elated and wonderful and I can't wait to do it again. Now I want to go out shopping and see what kind of a buzz that is.
A week ago I found a support group for TV's, TG's & TS's in Newcastle and I thought I would contact them and I began emailing Michelle the founder of the group which meets every Wednesday in a PUB. Anyway she asked me to come to the meeting but it was impossible that evening for me, so she suggested I come to her flat the following night and I could change there. Well the first thing I thought of this morning when I woke up can I do it? There was a boulder in my stomach the size of a football and as the day wore on it turned to butterflys like dive bombers and I still didn't know if I could do it. It got to 5 o'clock and and I began to get ready and gave my legs a good shave, my wife asked me if I was going and I said I was but without much conviction. I packed my femme clothes and I was ready to go and now I was really shaking but I got into the car and away I went and soon I was at Michelles flat, she opened the door and before I knew it we were chatting like two old ladies. Then I began to get dressed and then I realised that I had left my bra filling at home but no worries she lent me some and then put my make up on for me, gave me a handbag , lent me a coat and out we went. My mouth was like the sahara desert and I was trembling like a leaf but soon we were at the pub and we went in, straight up to the bar , ordered our drinks and sat down to drink them. No one batted an eyelid and everyone was very friendly and talkative (We were the only TV's in the place) and I began to settle down and enjoy myself. I even paid a visit to the ladies loo (I never thought I'd ever do that) Before I knew where I was I was going to the bar and ordering drinks myself from a straight barman and I felt like I was walking on air. When the time came to leave I was really sorry to be going but I felt elated and wonderful and I can't wait to do it again. Now I want to go out shopping and see what kind of a buzz that is.