Transvestites drugging tourists with kisses

Transvestites drugging........
Good grief

Those dirty rotten criminals!

Still, there is something really wonderfull with those three little words "Thai transvestite gang".

I thought you might like that! :wink:

I can just picture this gang.

And even though their jerks and worse I'm sure they look very nice while plying their con.

Once upon a time Mr. B's brother in law's parents were visiting us. We took them to our favorite restaurant which has been in the same location for more than 100 years and now happens to be in an area of town called "Vaseline Alley".

We had a beautiful table at the window.

There was a drag show going on at the bar across the street.

An endless parade of beautiful transvestites.

It was a transcendental experience.

Oh my, Thai men are indeed beautiful.

As in, they look like chicks? Gotta be a reason there's so many Thai shemales.

Ahhhh. Memories.

I'm reminded of being arrested.

Sitting thigt to thigh on the booking bench with the beautiful prostitute. She was in for having "hooked her a vice cop". I was in for...... nevermind.

We talked.

We laughed.

We waited.

It was not until I was being finger-printed that I learned she was a he.

What a sweetheart.

She wished me well before being taken off to the men's wing of the jail. Wigless. Makeupless. She waved and winked.

I've never forgotten her.

And I've always wished I were half as pretty.

Because let me tell you: there are not many girls who look that good.

Boomer - now you have to tell!

I once shared a sublet with a transvestite. After watching him turn himself into a fairly lovely woman I thought: "there is no excuse for any woman to be frumpy". I learned more about makeup and dressing to look curvy in those few months then in all my previous years as a female. He was the only male I ever knew who would offer to go buy me tampons.

What a lovely way of putting it!

My arrest was really just a little misunderstanding. I was out in just a few hours. Really, the whole thing would be forgotten if it hadn't been for the beautiful transvestite prostitute.

And, of course, if my finger prints weren't now on file. That's what really pisses me off.

Is that what they're calling it these days?

<grin>