Heathers Rear End

Heather called me a couple weeks ago because she was having rear end trouble and she knew I was the best rear end person in the area. I had to do some deep research into locating something that had little wear and tear on it, but we all know rear ends always get the butt of abuse.

I called two auto recycle yards (as they are called now), the first place wanted 700.00 and the second was 300.00. Heather as Joe came down on Thursday morning with his trailer so we could pick it up. I was uncertain about the condition so I checked a couple more rears that were in the yard but we decided to take the one we had.

Heather had to go back home to take Rain (his wife) to the doctors, I started to prep Heathers new "rear end" for installation. I found that the emergency brakes were shot so I went to the parts store and bought new ones for her and installed them.

Heather returned latter in the afternoon around 2 or so. We jacked up the car and got to work. I have a damaged shoulder that is now completely gone due to some stress I had incurred before but this job finished it. I also put out for the parts and with Heathers very capable help and her own experience we got her on the road after about 41/2 - 5 hours.

I've done a tremendous amount (voluntarily) for Heather and want nothing in return other than just general courtesy's, like a big hug and thank you. I mentioned I had bought new brakes for her and she asked what the price was, I said buy me a drink or two (they were 31.00 dollars) no big deal and trust me, what I did and do for her goes way beyond money. I do it because I feel she does struggle, I guess, or at least this is not a good time to buy another vehicle. But beyond that I have VERY deep feelings for this person. Why, I don't know but I know she knows my feelings and as I said as we were almost done, " I wouldn't do this for my wife (Heather said) would you do it for your girl friend (I said) you are my girl friend". We both started to laugh almost into tears.

What hurt me though was last night, when I walked in and went in to the end of the bar where she was talking with a newer girl for that venue, she never even said high, kissed me, introduced me to the new girl and totally ignored me the whole night.

I Just don't get it, maybe it's me or maybe I'm just to sensitive, but Heather did make a point of handing out the flyers she recived from the transgender group to every other person there but never even offered one to me.

01/17/09 The Mayor and Louise

As I've mentioned numerous times, I go to my local haunt in Somers Point, NJ. I've met many interesting and some important people there simply because the food, consistency and prices are always very fair which leads to a devoted upscale following, besides, it's just across the causeway from Ocean City, NJ which happens to be a dry town.

Friday the 16th was no different than most Fridays that I've been there. As I was listening to the music and talking with an older couple an elderly gentleman (around 78 yo) approached me and said "there is a spot on the dance floor for another couple", I was very complimented let alone surprised as were the couple I was speaking with. The gentleman asked me to dance 4 times that night.

As the evening was slowing down and the band on break, he came over and asked if I would mind if he sat with me, I would have been rude to deny him, so we talked. He purchased a glass of wine for me. We exchanged pleasantries and exchanged some general information about ourselves. Turns out that he was a vice president for Cigna Insurance company of North America and also a member of the Union League of Philadelphia (google it if you don't know what it is) and also the past mayor of a nearby very exclusive ocean front town, which I'll leave nameless to protect this person.

I felt at this time I had to drop the ball (so to speak) It would have been totally out of my character to present myself as a woman (if he didn't know), besides, I have no idea where he was or wanted to go with this and since he hadn't turned over his life insurance to me, I didn't want to go further. So I said, John, I'm not what you think I am, he replied "you're not a widow", I said not only that, but I'm not a woman either. His response knocked me back a little, he said "I'm drawn to you". I thanked him and said the bar wants to close, he asked if I would mind if he escorted me to my car. He held my arm and hugged me thanked me for an enjoyable evening and said he would be back to dance with me again.

I've been told I'm passable, but I try not to be that pretentious to believe that, I do say I make a nice presentation through.

Louise

Celebrating Life

Many people, including myself (unfortunately) take many things at face value, we may form an opinion just because someone looks or acts a curtain way or their position in life.

The other night, Friday 01/09/09, I was at my favorite haunt. I had met a lady who is on my direct right in the picture, she has always been very kind to me and has introduce many of her friends to me. This past Friday she was "Celebrating Life". I won't get into details, but all of us in the picture has to deal with our own crises or complications in life. Some people need medication, others surgery, others like myself need to become a different persona to get though.

The point is we should never be overly critical in one way or the other from outward appearances.

Friday Night at the Trap

I love going to the Crab Trap, it's about the straightest place in the country and usually no conflicts like last week, anyway, as usual I like to walk around the bar, it's fairly large and possibly 60-70 people will be seated around it.

As I came around on one of my trips there was a middle aged woman who stared at me as I approached her and then swung around as I walked behind her. Being polite I felt I had to introduce myself and asked if she knew me or if we had met before. She said "no" you're just an incredibly beautiful woman. Well I really know better, I may look OK, but I doubt I'm great (maybe I am) I said, but I'm a guy, she repeated herself. Now anyone who has met me knows I don't try to disguise my voice, although I may automatically soften it, so I figured she was just complimenting me about my ability to present my self en femme, but she really thought I was a woman.

I finally convinced her (not the way you want to think) that I was a male and it turned out she was an old costumer of mine (she really changed, LOL), we must have talked an hour and she told me she always had a secret crush on me but I always seemed be be rude towards her. I think the issue I had was I really didn't respect her for her carrying on with different men and her habits and just had no interest. Bottom line was she gave me her phone number to call her anytime. As I always say, I'm just a lesbian but I doubt I'll ever call her.

Louise

So many things happen I forget

A week or so before Christmas Millie and Louise were invited to a house party, the lady was an ex classmate of mine from high school. She was so impressed (blush) with Louise she wanted Louise again at her home, But that's not this story.

As we were getting ready to leave (I was all dressed in a tight red spandex number) our dogs start going crazy (we have 3 Italian Greyhounds), there was a dog about their size a miniature pincher (I had one once) with a little jacket on that read happy "Howodays" and a red collar. He wanted to come in and play, we had no idea where he was from and when we let him in our 3 were on him like "white on rice".

There was no way we were going to keep him in our home and go out, something would have happened, so we called the police and they disclaimed any responsibility, so I figured we'd take him there anyway and just dump him in their laps. The dispatcher finally called animal rescue but said we would need to wait about 20 minutes before they arrived. So I sat with the dog in my lap. All of a sudden cops started arriving at the station and coming in the front door and out from the back, I know they weren't checking the dog out, the dispatcher had called all the cops in to check me out. It was humorous to see the expression on their faces as they tried to make small talk about the dog without laughing. As far as I'm concerned I thought it was great, because little do they know, I know the mayor personally and even have my picture with him as Louise and also the ex city administrator who's father I've known for many, many years.

So many things happen I forget

A

Closed Minds

What's interesting, is it's the so called "straight community" that tends to have the issues, not the alternitive one's. You rarely hear of a gay male or a Lesbian intimidating someone because they don't like their lifestyle, religon or race, but contrary to that, straight people are most often the ones who have those issues. This is a post from 3 of us who experianced from someone his rath of unhappines in his life (whatever it is), possibly, he needs to put a dress on.

Last night I had a chance to go to a local restaurant with two ofthe girls. Everything was going fine, most of the dinner's knew of CuteLouise and had no problem with any of the girls being there as long aswe were respectful of the other dinners. An older gentleman sat besideme and started the 'usual' conversation. "Are you two girls from aroundhere?' 'No? , Well you look lovely" THEN he made Louise. THEN hisattitude did a COMPLETE 360. His first comment..."Is that a MAN?" Isaid 'it's Aunt Louise' He then went on a complete tirade of vulgarlanguage! I said , No, I T's not a sick person, It IS my AUNTLOUISE. I was completely floored! I turned my back on him andcontinued to speak with Louise and Heather. NOW he has made Heather.The tirade gets worst. I now am trying my best not to turn around andget ugly but I don't. As hard as it was....I didn't. We were guests.We were ladies. Finally, the 'gentleman' decides to leave. As he isleaving, his last comment to me was "YOU are a sick mother F*c*er forcoming here with these sick freaks!" I responded with "Well, it was apleasure to meet you" (I was trying very hard to remain civil) Hisresponse was "Well it was NOT a pleasure to me YOU!" He then saidsomething crude to Aunt Louise. (I really didn't hear what) Then stormedout. I thought this world had come SO far with acceptance of anydifferent religions, race and personal choices. It's strange. I guesswe take places like "The Palms" "Georgie's" and "Paradise" for granted.Yes. Georgie's and Paradise are 'gay' clubs. But we have always seemedwelcomed there. The staff at the Palms have little problems with us.We were accepted at the restaurant...But it only took ONE person with aextreme prejudice to CREATE a problem. I was ready to leave. I wantedto cry. We stayed. We talked to some of the 'regulars' who had noissues with 'us'. But honestly..the night was kind of blown for me.I'm not going to be in a huge hurry to go back there.


Well, last night Louise invited us to go out with her to one of her > regular haunts, so we figured why not? We arranged for a babysitter > (camp Grandma) and got ourselves ready to go out. Since it was more of a > casual place, I decided to go with jeans, boots, and a form fitting top > along with my really long brunette wig. We headed to Louise's to BS with > Millie for a few before heading out for some fun.> > When we got to the bar (and restaurant, it was a bit of a classy place > really), we found a pair of stools along one side of the bar so we sat > down and ordered some wine. It didn't take long to figure out why these > stools were open.. They were right in front of the side door. Every time > someone would go in or out, we'd get hit with a blast of 20-something > degree air. After a few minutes of this, we spotted 2 stools that had > opened up on the far side, so we moved over there. Rain sat to my left, > and there was an older guy to her left eating his dinner. He made small > talk, asking what brought us there, etc. I told him that Aunt Louise > invited us down for a few drinks. He then asked if we were sisters.. LOL > We explained that no, Aunt Louise was more of an adopted aunt than a > real aunt. Up until this point the guy was very friendly and chatty with us.> > About this time, Louise came over to see what we were up to and the guy > quickly realized that Louise was a guy. He started making crude comments > (most of which I couldn't hear). One comment which I caught a piece of > had something to do with "trans" something. I could see that the guy > seemed a bit agitated and Rain turned toward me and started to ignore > the guy. I figured he had some sort of issue with us, but didn't know > what exactly. Rain was getting ready to get the bartender's attention > and maybe get a manager. After a couple of minutes, the guy got up and > said something to the effect of us being sick (expletive deleted). As he > grabbed his food and walked off past Louise (who was standing behind the > stools we were at), he made a comment to Louise something like "You're a > sick &#@&#." Louise got pissed and kind of shoved the guy on the > shoulder to tell him he was being a jerk. The guy repeated his sentiment > again as he turned back to glare at us. I started to get off my stool > and gave the guy one of those looks that says "don't even think about > it". The guy said something else rather crude and I told Louise to let > it go, which thankfully she did. We certainly didn't need a fight at the > bar (not that we would have had a problem, as they know Louise there and > we were not the ones causing trouble). The guy backed down and stormed > off making comments as he left.> > A little bit later, the band took a break and Louise brought the female > singer over to introduce her to us and we chatted for a bit and were > generally having a good time. She was an interesting person and she > loved the fact that we were there as a couple. Rain and her chatted for > a while and we compared clothing sizes (she was smaller than me even)... LOL> > There was a couple that were in town for the weekend and Louise had met > them the night before. At one point she brought Dee over to introduce us > and such then wandered off again. A little bit later I went over to be > social with Louise and had some really good conversation with Dee and > the girl sitting next to her (who, it turns out has a gay brother and > has met some TS friends of his). At one point I went over and literally > dragged Rain over and made her be social. She was pissed about the jerk > earlier and really wanted to leave. I told her to not let one jerk ruin > her night, that the rest of the people were good people. She told them > about what happened and they said that they had seen the guy leave but > didn't know what it was about.> > I'd say we must have spent a good hour and a half talking to the girls > and Dee's husband, who also seemed to be a very decent guy. They all > thought it was great that Louise & I could get out as we were and be > happy. They definitely didn't have any issue with us and even seemed to > like us. Rain's mood seemed to improve a little after talking to them, > but I could see that she wasn't happy about the evening.>


I had asked Rain and Heather to accompany me to a restaurant/lounge that I have patronized for at least 3 years. When I had first gone in (because of my popularity) I was fortunate enough to know a few people there who were kind enough to vouch for me in the event management or someone, like the very unhappy and confused gentleman, were to have an issue.

I do have to accept some of the blame in this experience, and I want to also apologize to Rain especially, and Heather, that I tend to dress "UP" when I go out (I want to be noticed), well I was. Apparently, from Rain's comment about the man's inquiry about me, he needed her verification if I was a male. Of course Heather dressed the way she was and with her build and also sitting was considerable less obvious then I. That was when the "crap hit the fan". I'm don't tend to have the same self control as a lot of people do, as a matter of fact my cycling group nick named me "Bulldog" I won't stand for rudeness or judgmental people as far as this lifestyle goes. I realize it's not the best approach and I risked bringing, not only on myself, but Rain and Heather, or anyone in our lifestyle some scrutiny, but I am reactive and impulsive. As this person walked by me and made his little remark I forearmed him, just enough to make him realize that just because we're men in a dress we're not pussy's. Maybe it was wrong and I'm glad it didn't go further.

Fortunately it pretty much went unnoticed and we were to talk with other more sociable people, who tended to be 180 deg's of the other person and very interested in talking with the 3 of us.

Unfortunately, people all have different (negative) views about a lot of things, if they have a "combative persona" and are controlled by peer groups, or something that caused their thought possesses to not realize everyone has their own baggage, and will take any road to help relieve their pain, or make themselves happy. Another observation from the other night makes me realize, that we and anyone who sees us, loses sight that we are usually very active, reliable, dependable and up standing citizens who pay taxes and rarely cause a burden on society.

I just feel sorry after about 4-5 months of getting my friends to come down for a nice evening they had to be subjected to this type of experience.

Louise

Christmas Party 2008

Our party was a blast. I had invited 4 people from the Crab Trap where I go most Fridays and Saturdays, most of these people only know Louise for about 3-4 years. Well about 25 of them came, I was really impressed that people would come to a "Cross Dressers" home without reservation because the accept her so much. I was very grateful.

We had about 75+ people here and I would have to say it was a great success, I got to bed about 1 AM and my wife, her friend and an old Friend of mine went to bed at 3:30 when he left.

Friday Lunch

Friday 12/12/08 I asked my friend Heather to lunch. She had to pick me up at the car dealership where I had my car for instillation of some accessory's I had purchased.

When I had driven into the shop I was greeted by the service writer I had talked with two days before (Wednesday) he greeted me and started to write a work order up as he walked around my car and then realise who I was by the time he got back to the front door, he said politely "I didn't recognize you"

I waited in the show room till Heather picked me up and introduced her to two of the sales people. We went to our usual place in Somers Point, I go there with my insurance man too and I'm known both ways. As we were waiting for our lunch two my my old costumers came in as couples but not together, One of them is a plastic surgeon who has all his photography on the walls of the restaurant, he does outstanding work and does his own printing.

I had to use the rest room, I used the men's because in a small place like that most. I assume realize I'm a guy, But Heather said as I walked to the rest room I did turn heads and she said one person was going to go in also but walked away when the saw me enter.

The other couple were customers from about the first till last day with me at my business, as we left I had to present myself to them, the doctor had already met me and they were involved with eating and I used decorum rather than make a pest out of myself, he had already acknowledged my when they first walked in. I walked up the the gentleman and offered my hand and he apprehensively shook it and asked, do I know you (Heather was next to me) before I had a chance to say anything his wife said "it's Lou from the service station" I have to admit the gentlemen didn't really know what to say or do, he had a totally blank look on his face, it was a classic, do I laugh, smile, run, he was very confused. His wife said at least twice, "you look great" I was very satisfied with the out come of comments.

After that I asked Heather if she would help me set up my wife's karaoke equipment for a party we were having Saturday, Millie met us at home and it only took a few Min's to set it up. Heather had to get home so she dropped me back at the dealership.

I had time to kill and a new bakery just opened nearby, I stopped in just to see how it was and as I was waiting to order some bread a person comes over and says "Hi Louise, it's Jerry Gormly" he's the ex senators brother, a moment later the Senators son Shawn walks over and says "Hi Louise" I look at their table and there was the senator, yes, I went over and he said hi ya Louise and gave me a hand shake. It's very difficult to express the felling you get being recognized to high powered people in normal situations, but in a very crowed restaurant where everyone knows someone like this Senator and me as Louise was just beyond words.

Cycling Club Christmas banquit

I belong to two Cycling groups, one is a club with what would be considered B class riders and the other who consider themselves elite are A+ riders, the A+ group have an issue with Louise and have, for the most part ostracized me (oh well, their loss). The other group which is about 50+ members have absolutely no issue with Louise and welcome her.

Another point is that I was the only incumbent of all the offices reelected to my post as "Club Photographer"

This group has three of us named Lou and we felt it would be interesting if we had our picture together (My wife Millie was the photographer).

Biker Bar II

If you've followed my posts I had gone to a Biker Bar about a month ago. Well I return where the same big white hair Biker approached me again. This time I asked if we could have our picture together. One of his (so called) friends made a comment to him, "you ain't right". As you know, a picture is worth a thousand words, so you'll understand what was meant by the comment.

Louise in Church

Saturday night I had planed on going to Diabloique, without getting into a long story, I didn't. Instead I had noticed that there was an African dance group performing at a Church about 20 Min's from our home. I figured I like some of that high energy music and it would be interesting to go as Louise, what was the worse that would happen, would I be rejected by a group who preaches accepting everyone.

It was a very nice event, I'm not sure if anyone noticed me, but my wife Millie said she saw one woman and a younger male who she said she though could have been gay checking me out.

It was about a 2 hour, very energy packed event, lots of jumping and kicking, almost like martial art's. I guess from where they come from (Kenya) you need to protect yourself.

Their tour leader a (Caucasian) lady explained that they do this for donations only and are in this country for one year. They're air far is donated to them, when they get home they share everything they collected with not only all of their family's which are layers deep but also with the villages. She said they live in those corrugated steel shacks with only 3 rooms where you may have 20+ plus people. It really makes you think how good we have it here even with the taxes we pay.

I forgot to have Millie take a picture of me in the church but I have one of the dancers.

The Biker Bar

I had been invited to a restaurant where the owner was introducing a new chief, they offered "free" (that's the operative word here) Hors D'Oeuvre's and a cash bar. I was somewhat apprehensive about attending but I know the owner personally and he said the upstairs area was much different than downstairs. The downstairs is a "Biker Bar" and one of the qualifications to be a waitress there is to have as many tattoos as possible showing and to drink and fight like a man. In other words, I'm 5'3, and was scared to death (not really) walking into the joint.

And as to my better judgement, as soon as I walked in an older lady recognized me and started talking with me at the door, within 5 seconds a huge man about 6' and a good 250# with a white beard, Harley Motor Cycle shirt, and a bottle of beer in his hand came over, put his arm around my shoulders and said "honey, I'd do anything for you" he was much more explicit than that, but you can use your imagination. I declined his offer and wiggled up the stairs (I love being a bitch).

I was very impressed with the upstairs, it was crowded and the people were what you would consider average, although the Mayor was there, we know each other because I used to do business with him for about 30 years. He usually tends to be obnoxious, not only to me but everyone, but I was pleasantly surprised, he greeted me with a hand shake and hug and even introduced me to a couple people. I don't like to overstay my welcome so I stepped away and ordered a glass of wine next to him, he may have though I was out of hearing range when I heard him say to the people near him "Lou was one of the best auto techs in the area and a great guy, I really like him". I have to say I was impressed.

The rest of the 1-1/2 hours were filled by talking with two men, one who voluntarily told me he was gay and was open about it and his married friend and I took it as they were friends and nothing more. I also bumped into the ex tax collector for the city who was also local theater with my wife His wife just loved the Louise image, but he seemed to be uncomfortable, it could have been the fact that he just had his knee replace a few weeks earlier and was uncomfortable. I did meet one other "Celebrity" there, he goes by Capt Joel Fogel, his father owned one of the largest commercial refrigeration manufacturing company's in the country and supplied all the supermarkets with them. He's a would famous explorer, he was so impressed with me he had to give me his business card. I know he's spent a lot of time in Africa, I hope he doesn't want to take me there and have me meet some cannibals.

As I went to leave, the big guy from downstairs was waiting for me, again he grabbed me and started to introduce me to some of the biker group, I really doubt I'm interested being someones "biker bitch" but it was courageous on his part to accept me for what I am, I'm sure he was harmless, but I wasn't going to find out, I excused myself and left.

Louise

The Crab Trap

The Crab Trap in Somers Point, NJ is one of my favorite places to go on Friday and Saturday nights, I'm just one of the girls.

Food & Wine convention

I guess with all the food shows I go to you must think I'm getting fat, well you guessed right, I need to get on a diet and exercise routine.

Sunday 10 19 08, my wife got a call from a friend he had passes for us to go to the food show at the AC Convention Center. It was really a disgrace, it was about half what is was when they started a few years ago, admission is 18.00 and parking is 10.00, most people go with another person so 50 bucks is just not in every one's budget for such a small show.

Anyway, I didn't realize the also had a wine tasting (private) area, but with the passes we had we were allowed entry. The vendors were giving a small sample of what they distributed, but Louise was offered at least a half glass at every section she went to (I did visit the Amaretto) station 4 times. As I staggered out, my wife said my feet were crocked and to "GIVE ME THE Key's, your drunk).

Afterwards we met a friend for dinner (more food).

Another Epicurian

Monday my wife and I (Louise) went to another dinner function. I was greeted at the registration table with a big Hi Louise, please sign in here, by one of the offices of the group.

It is so rewarding to be accepted by "traditional" people, just her little acknowledgement allowed other people who may or may not be aware of what I am to become more comfortable with me. I am finding the more I stay the same, the more people change.

One other interesting fact was that Frank LoBiano or local Congressman was also there, we had met a few times before and one day he happened to be at the gym I go to as myself (Lou). I had to acknowledge him and said we had met before, he of course did as I do and said " you look familiar (trying to be polite) but I just can't place you, so I said this will help refresh your memory and handed my Louise card to him. He laughed and now he's much more comfortable with me. He greeted me with a big smile and hand shake as he said "we've met before".

October Epicurian Dinner

Out of mouths of babes and NYC

My wife and I went up to NNJ this weekend for our grand daughters 3 rd birthday. I had also promised an old acquaintance (another) CD I would go to dinner and a play with her on Sunday, she's a very senior citizen and gets tickers for 5.00 dollars.

My family and I went to breakfast at the same famous "Pancake house" *The Kid from Brooklyn" goes to. I was hoping he would be there. After breakfast we went home where my GD open some more presents from the party the day before (Saturday).

I had to meet my friend about 3 PM at the CDI apartment in NYC just a block from Port Authority bus terminal. I started to dress and was done about 1:30 or so. As I came out of the bedroom which is off the living room of my kids place, my grand daughter looks at me, smiles and says "Pop pop, you have hair" then she said "pop pop, your silly" she also wanted to touch my hair and said it wasn't real. I have to say, for a 3 year old she is sharp and has a good way of expressing herself. Her mother was there also and later my wife said absolutely nothing was mentioned after I left. I really wanted to try to avoid my GD from meeting Louise at least till she was older, but maybe she will be accepting, I guess I'll find out.

I got to the city without fan fare, whether people noticed or not I'm not sure, I know one girl had to because I kept staring at her, she was about 6'1 and stunning and I couldn't take my eye's off of her, she smiled at me and then started to read her book. I got to my destination right on time.

My friend, Joanna and I had a glass of wine, talked for a few minutes and then took a walk to B&H Camera store, if you haven't been there you have no idea what you're missing, they must do 1-3 million dollars a day in business. We had also walked through a street flea market, it was interesting and when I was up there before I went with my wife. As I was looking for my friend who was looking at other booths a gentleman came up to me and asked if I wouldn't mind him taking my picture. Of course Louise loves attention and to model so he took a picture and gave me his card so I could email for it, but Louise is a step ahead (usually) and gave him one of mine. About 2 hours later as we were going to the theater my phone rang and it was him, he said if I was in town for a few days he would like for me to come to his studio to model, I had to decline his invitation for a couple reasons, first I was leaving after the play and I pretty much know what he would have wanted for a gratuity for his service and I'm just not about that.

I got to my son's home about 10 PM and after loading the car we got home about 2 AM, we took about a 1 hour nap at a rest stop.

Catching up on interesting things

Without knowing me personally it's very hard to feel and know what my feelings are when I'm Louise. If you read some of my Blog posts you'll notice I sometimes mention how poorly I had always been treated as Lou.

A couple weeks ago I went to a street fair in Margate, NJ where my business was, I met a bunch of my old customers and surprisingly they had asked me about Louise, they always gave me a hard time as Lou. I met a lady who my wife knew from a store close to hers and gave her my card thinking she knew me, but she didn't. I felt I had to show her Louise in person, so a few days later I walked into her store as Louise. She just melted and mentioned a few times that I looked exactly like a woman and would have never known if I hadn't shown my picture to her before.

That same day I had my photography club meeting in Cherry Hill, NJ but also my insurance agent wanted to meet me for dinner and discuss a new policy, yes, I went as Louise. He had seen me once before a few years ago dressed, but this time he said (as I sat across from him in the booth) I don't know if I should hit on you or sell you insurance. This guy is an "Insurance Salesman" they have no sense of humor so I really considered that a compliment. I mentioned I would like to meet his wife (they live 5 miles away from the restaurant) so he took me to his home. The main reason was because he has mentioned Louise to her and she commented a few times I had to be gay. I was prepared to meet a hostile person who was going to great me with an attitude, As I walked in, she was standing far back from the front door, about 15 ft as I expected, she took one look at me and almost ran to hug me and draged me into her kitchen, she couldn't do enough for me, wine, cheese and so on. We had a great conversation and I know she formed an entirely different opinion of what being a "cross dresser" may be.

The next place was my camera club meeting, I got there about 45 Min's late. Unfortunately one of the members who I really consider very formidable in his skills and knowledge as a photographer and the biggest and strongest person there who happens to be of a different race whom I'm sure would have had objections if he was treated with prejudice had to make a rude comment "don't let that lady in" I really felt that was uncalled for, I have been to about 4 previous meetings as Louise and everyone has become very accepting and comfortable with her. Anyway, after the meeting one of the members wanted my picture and I will post it here.

The final experience last week was at the Family Center I belong to, it has a health club and my wife takes a couple of classes with the person who recognized me as Louise at the Epicurean dinner we went to last month. My wife and her and some others were at a demonstration for one of the classes and I went over to the lady and said hi, she said I'm sure I know you, but you have to help me remember, what's interesting, she knew me as Louise at the dinner but had no clue at the gym until I gave her my card with a Louise picture on the front. She was ecstatic and we both laughed at the paradox.

That's it till next episode, Louise

I know I look good BUT!

I think I just received one of the more flattering comments made to my by a very nice person but unfortunately we're not compatible and I really would prefer to think of it as an expression of his admiration rather than his intent.

He is a photographer who has seen me in public venues and is definitely very straight. Like many middle aged people he is a divorced father and has custody of his children, I only mention this so it is understood he is an upstanding person and like everyone has a little baggage. With that said, anyone who is alone intimately and trying to get by in life also needs some type of affection and depending on their luck, experience and so on with women tend to develop more of a compromising outlook on life.

Well I can make a short story very long, the other night I was at an event where he was and he took a few photo's of me, he then said, you really look great and I would have love to put you over a table and to have spanked your behind, Oh Boy!!!!!

He also mentioned one of the lady's had commented to him how well I presented myself and how it seemed as if everyone accepted me and welcomed me into the group.

My feelings are, I'm still Lou inside, but people see me differently as Louise and just love my image and will go out of their way for me.