With family in town, we traveled from Miami to Orlando yesterday and, as usual, I needed to stop at a Rest Area not long after we left the house.

Meeting a TGirl

It was still somewhat dark, but the sky beginning to see light; everyone else was asleep in the car. I got out and saw before me a TGirl. She was not what one would call “passable,” and I adore women who don’t give one fuck about society… they are gonna be themselves no matter what.

An aside:

tgirl

TGirls are what I call Transwomen (and the spectrum can include Transgender women, Cross Dressers, Sissies, etc.). The other names, typically found in porn, are not the kindest to transwomen, so I am not wont to use them. I stick to TGirls and those of you who talk to me typically begin to use the term as well… which makes me and the transwomen very happy!

Aside ended.

I headed her way in a purposeful manner, smiling as she looked up from the concrete table where she was sitting, sipping what seemed to be hot coffee. She smiled back and when I came up to her, I asked if I might sit with her for a few minutes.

She said, “Sure!”

Her voice low and morning-scruffy, I told her I loved that she was as out as she was being this morning.

With droll amusement, she asked, “Oh. Can you tell I am not a woman?”

I said, “I beg to differ. You are a woman, just not a ciswoman.

I giggled a bit and said I was quite familiar with the trans community, my former partner having been a transman and being in the LGBTQ community since I was 17-years old. She waggled her perfectly plucked eyebrows and said she was happy to meet me, that not many people understood why she would go out in the world when she didn’t pass (for a ciswoman). I told her I “got” her very well and smiled a huge smile.

My New TGirlFriend

She and I talked for way too long… I could see the sun rising higher and knew everyone in the car would eventually wake up, but I just didn’t want to go! We talked about where she lived (the Northeast), when and how she came out to family and work and friends… and then how could we stay in touch. She put my name, phone number and email address in her phone and I did the same thing. We promised to keep in touch.

I know I sure will!