The shemale that started my addiction

Like for Dhobi (nice, touching post, Dhobi), it started on a more personnal note for me. I was caught in a police raid on a night club a few decades ago, i think it was in the middle of the 80's or around. Irrelevant to explain the silly reason why i was arrested but we were put in the paddy wagon for maybe an hour before being taken to the station. Beside me, as more people were slowly filling in, was sitting a very big lady wich i immediatly felt to be a man. So i candidly, as politly as i could, smiling, started to ask questions, maybe just to relax the atmosphere or merely myself. The person began talking to me about her transition, about everything she was going thru to make it happen, surgeries, hormones, long and painfull depilation sceances, incredible expenses. That was the first time i had heard anything about any of that. I was flabbergasted. I don't recall exactly what she told me (it was a weird night, thrust me), but i clearly remember thinking to myself how much misery, pain and trouble that person seemed to inflict on herself, how amazingly tough, and arduous a path she had taken. I really felt for her in the back or that dark, smelly, somber vehicle, in the middle of that crazy drunken night. She was pretty big, as i said, and almost as broad shoulder as i am (and i'm pretty well built), and probably wearing a wig. But as i listened to her and looked at her more carfully, i felt her face was in the end, quite good looking, quite pretty. And then it suddendly struck me: what that person was seeking with such dedication was beauty. She wanted to be attractive and desirable, just to be loved by a man as a woman, just desired and loved, she wanted for herself that charm that we see in women. She was desperatly working to acheive this delicate aesthetic of the feminine body for that sole purpose, to fell good about herself and be loved. And that really moved me -it moves me to this day; i don't know if it's some kind of reaction to the situation, not unlike a (very) minor and twisted form of the "Stockholm syndrome"(sic) or something of that nature, but it had a deep impact on me. That person gradually started to be, in my eyes, one of the most beautiful, charming and courageous person i had ever met...
I apologize to everybody if this whole story seems long, boring and way too corny, but it's really how it started for me.

In the years that followed, i couldn't find much on the subject, until i started seeing some porn with t-women. Paladin68 named severall of the early era: yes, Dana Douglas was a magnificent, tall, slim brunette; Shannon, a cute, baby faced, petite blonde; Lilien Li just a soft and yummy all around women (thank you for the reminder, selasor); and one that hasn't been mention so far, i think, is Stasha. How incredibly gorgeous was that girl ! oh ! so soft and so classy ! pale skined with looooong legs ! Mmmmm ! After that, Olivia Love, yes Mikee, who probably was the loveliest t-women around for a while (she's still a bomb to this day), Sylvia Boots, and so many other "pionners" who's names i unfortunatly forgot if i ever knew them... I think they all deserve to be remembered.