I moved to London when I was 20 because of all the crap I was getting here. I was getting dog's abuse, not because I look manly (I don't, as you can see from the photos), but because of what I am and a huge lack of understanding. [Some people in the village still think I'm a gay man!] I tried having relationships while I was pre-op, but they were massive failures - I wouldn't let anybody anywhere near that... thing, and 'it' is what those two lads were looking for methinks. The damned thing made me cry every time I went to the toilet ffs!
I waited until after the operation before I started looking for another partner and had four ultimately unfulfilling lesbian flings. Then I met 'S'! And that is a Tale for another time...
