So I was invited to this party.
I went but didn't really know anyone there, the friend who invited me pretty quickly disappeared into the crowd.
I was feeling lost and was mainly interested in gettin drunk quickly.
Oh there was this guy i noticed, he was quite tall and asian in appearance with quite feminine features. Damn I thought, this guy would make an incredible ladyboy.
He was hanging out with a group of girls, and i was quite sure that he was gay. Funnily enough I kept sneaking glances at him, totally ignoring the girls at the party.
I went outside into the garden to have a cigarette, it was cold, people just came outside to have a smoke and quickly went back inside.
Going a bit further to the back of the garden, enjoying my cig, suddenly there was
" Hi, You got a light?"
Turning around, it was that asian guy.
"Sure, here"
We started talking a bit, his name was Yoshi. He was talking like an American with this slight hint of asian accent, or maybe it was just my imagination.
He eventually told me that he was gay, and hoped i din't mind (the crowd was pretty strictly straight at this party).
I told him that this didn't bother me at all.
"Are You gay?" He asked me all of a sudden.
....Damn what to say?
Eloquent as I am i managed something like:
"....uhm....no....uhm...not really"
"not really? what do you mean by that?" he asked me.
I had to admit that i did enjoy looking at transexual porn on the internet.
He gave me this really wicked little grin and said:
"so you like ladyboys?, what would you think if I had come in here dressed as a girl?"
I was glad it was dark, as i must have been blushing so badly. My ears felt hot despite the cold.
Well the alcohol was doing a good job on me but I tried to put it jokingly:
" I probably would have tried to hit on You"
He laughed out loud, and I was glad that he was taking it in good humour.
But he was insistend:
"Seriously if i dressed like a girl, would You like me?
My heart was hitting my throat now, as I really wasn't sure. I mumbled that i would try anything after enough drinks.
He told me he could change clothes and come back.
Holy crap.
And now people had started to notice us talking and giving us quite a few catwhistles.
I asked him if we could meet in a more private place.
As it turned out, he didn't live too far away and he asked me to give him some time to get changed.
Apparently he lived with a female room mate who was out of town during uni break, and he could "borrow" some clothes and make-up from her.
We exchanged phone numbers and agreed to meet at his place in a while....
to be continued if youwant to hear the rest of this story
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