My wife and I were out hitting some garage sales. Kind of a girls thing we do on weekends. At this particular sale, the lady of the house was a thirty something hotty. I may present as female but I still like women. I looked at her and my gaze might have lingered maybe a little too long. Her redneck husband who I noticed a little too late saw me looking. Now he had been drinking all afternoon. At least that was my conclusion from the pile of empty Bud Lite cans. He swaggered, or maybe staggered up to me and said "what are you looking at?" In that tone of voice only a beered up neanderthal can do. Right away I thought "oh shit here we go". What booze boy didn't know was that (and I think I may have said this before) my male side can be somewhat aggressive. Since I was presenting as female I acted a little scared by this hoping he would back off. The thing is the only thing keeping me from mopping the driveway with his skinny ass was me wanting to preserve the illusion that I was indeed female. If he outed me all bets were off as at the point that the proverbial cat was out of the bag I would have nothing to lose. Even tho my wife who knew what would happen and his wife were trying to diffuse the situation he just kept pushing my boy buttons. Then he said it! Yep right there in his driveway with a dozen or so people now gathered around he said "I want you f$%^ing lesbians off my property now!!!!
It took a few seconds for what he had just said to sink in. What! Wait he didn't say tranny he said lesbian. So I gave my wife a kiss right in front of him which seemed to really bother him. Then his wife gave us each a hug and apologized for his behavior at which time it looked as if he was going to be sick. We told her it was Ok and left. For the next several miles all we could do was laugh. I just got outed as a lesbian. Feels like I've passed some sort of important milestone. Ain't life grand?