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I’d been in a creative lesbian strapon slump and decided that the best cure was to finally getting out and seeing more theatre, something I had been promising myself for a while. A good writing friend of mine had a new production on in Manchester that evening, and I do like to support mate’s projects, so I put on a decent olive green shirt and matching tie and set out into the city.

I’d fixed with my friend Richard lesbian strapon to meet up in the pub next to the venue and it didn’t take long to spot his group. He caught sight of me virtually the same moment and waved me over. I recognised one face and Richard introduced me to the rest of the circle, including Andrea. As I took her in, a felt an odd tingle inside. Andrea was tall, with a mop of curly red hair framing a smiling bespectacled face with an infectious grin.

At first glance I put her age as late lesbian strapon forties, I’d later learn she was older but I’m too much of a gentleman to share her actual years. She was a flower patterned dress which fitted snugly to her slim figure. She was a trans woman, that was clear to me too. Later, she’d tell me she didn’t like all the labels. “I’m just me,” she shrugged.

I’d been shaking hands and when I held hers we seemed to hold for just a bit longer than was conventional. At least that lesbian strapon how it felt to me. We were all making polite talk. I learnt Andrea was a writer herself, mostly magazine articles and a few short fictions. I glanced down at her black stocking legs and they looked – just great – from what I could see. She went ahead as we went single file through the door and I couldn’t seem to resist checking out the smooth movement of her hips in that dress,

just for a moment. Then I chastised myself for perving over this almost complete stranger.Working in the theatre business myself on lesbian strapon and off, I had known and been friends with one or two crossdressers. I’d done most jobs at some time, including acting. It was one of these stints in a forgettable revue show that I’d become close friends with a shemale co-star who liked to be called Maggie.

One night we’d got d***k and ended up back at her place, where I followed my try everything once determination and we’d done lesbian strapon some heavy petting on the single bed. Our giggles changed to moans as we wanked each other’s cocks and then fell asleep on each other. In the morning we agreed that last night had been fun, but it neither of us were looking for anything

serious, although soon after Maggie did find a handsome friend who did stay around.That night flashed through my head as we lesbian strapon found our seats. Because I’d booked at the last moment I was a few rows behind Richard’s group. Andrea turned round a couple of times share a smile with me,

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Date: May 5, 2019