"Pass, or Die"

[PaulaQ]

My friend V had to go to her mailbox today, so she did that in boy mode. She passed a couple of the dudes who'd chased her, and their girlfriends from that night as they were leaving the pool. They didn't recognize her, and she overheard them talking about "Chasing a big ol' tranny, going to put their boot up her a**, etc." They were indeed mad that she'd fooled them at first - one of the girls kept chiding them "See - I TOLD you it wasn't a woman!" She said they sounded really upset that there was "a tranny living in the complex."

She also talked to one of her few friendly neighbors, and found out that one of them had witnessed the guys outside of her condo, beating on the door.

Surprisingly enough, the condo management actually reported the incident to the police, which is what they were supposed to do. The police showed up, interviewed V, and told her that her height had almost certainly been what gave her away. (That's what I told her too.) The police corporal was really polite, but told her that "I wish I could tell you something different, but Plano is not a friendly place for LGBT people. You go out in women's clothes again, say in your two piece suit down to the pool, and you're likely to be injured before we can get to you. I'm not telling you to leave here because I want you to go, but I'm telling you that this city is just not very safe for you." He also told her that he was going to go over and talk to the people who'd chased her, and let them know that if they bothered her again, he'd arrest all of them. As he left, she saw him leave her building, and head over to theirs.

So while she was telling me all this on the phone this evening, she heard someone try to open her door, and she saw shadows of a couple of people outside her door. She looked out the peep hole, and sure enough, it was two of the guys. I told her to NOT confront them under any circumstances, and to hang up with me and call the police. She did, but I don't know yet if the police returned, or what else happened.

I'm thinking I may spend the night over there tomorrow night and until she moves out. I'm really worried about her being there alone.

On a somewhat related topic, apparently she was told by her ex wife (who lives in the same area), that V and I were big news around the little shopping village near her condo. She overheard a couple of women in Starbucks talking about the two transsexuals in Nicola's restaurant, one who was really tall and athletic (V), and one who was short and dumpy, but kind of cute (me.)

After she related all this to me, and before she hung up to call the police again, V just sounded really sad, and said "They really hate us, don't they? I mean, I never really believed that - but these people here, they hate us?" All I could tell her was "yeah, hon, some of them do."