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What do you do when you have a neighbor who is a knockout? I mean she is a knock- out, red-hair down to her shoulders, she stands at 5'11" and she has curves at all the right places? The problem comes to is that I am straight and she is transgender. I don't have anything against transgender or gay people I have a couple of gay guys I am friends with, I drink beer with, watch the football games with it is just that they live with their lifestyle and I live with me. Right now when it comes to my standard of transgender women I am tempted to bend one of my rules. One day I am mowing my lawn and basically tending to the yard work that I have been neglecting.
She comes out and says," Your name is John isn't it? I was wondering if you wanted to come over for dinner."
I said," Yes, my name is John and I would love to."
She said," Would 7 work for you? Would you like some help over there? I thought a lady's touch might work over there."
I thought about it for a minute and said," Sure, 7 would work great and I would love to have your help and company."
When she walked over to the yard my jaw dropped she was wearing a bikini top and cut-off shorts.
She laughed and said," You mean I get that kind of reaction from you with just this?"
I stammered and said," Your body is incredible."
She said," Oh come on, you better quit staring or we will never get anything done."
We talked and laughed and cleaned up the yard and got it done within a couple of hours.
She asked," Just out of curiousity why have you never asked me out? Is it because I am not a genetic female? If it is I can understand it is difficult for straight men to consider going out with women like me. Even though genetically I was born male I have always been female. My body except for some of my anatomy has always been female. My shoulders have never developed into men's shoulders. By the time I was 12 I was developing feminine hips. I have never developed an Adam's apple and my voice has always been feminine. Now I have taken estrogen from the time I was 15, and I have never considered dressing in women's clothing cross-dressing because it has always been natural. Now I don't think I will ever go post-up because I do like that one part of my male anatomy."
I was silent for a moment and than I said," I guess my views on this were when it came to gay people and transgender was that I didn't care as long as they lived their lifestyle and they, you lived yours. Now ever since seeing you I have been tempted to bend that particular rule. After talking to you now I just have to mustar the courage."
She said," Even though I am not genetic, I am a straight female I am attracted to straight men only. Gay men do not interest me, I can be friends only. I do not go to gay clubs or drag clubs, I go to "straight" bars, clubs and lounges. When I go to the women's restrooms the women do not know I am not genetic no they can't detect that. When I go to use the restroom I latch the door to my stall. Me not being genetic female doesn't bother me but I don't want to make the genetic females feel violated with me in there."
I said," I will see you at 7 let me get cleaned up."
I went inside my house and she left me with alot of things to think about. She was for all intents and purposes a real lady even though she wasn't genetic. I stripped off all of my clothes and put them in the hamper.
The warm water felt good but than after getting myself wet I lather my body all up and than washed my hair it is real close clip. I rinsed myself off and than stepped out of the shower. I stepped over to the sink and lathered the shaving cream on my face and started to shave after getting done I looked my face and neck I saw I have done a satisfactory job I started to dry off. I went to my bedroom put on my boxers a polo shirt on and stepped into my Wranglers. I put on my belt, put my billfold in my left hip pocket and than I put my boots on and than put on my John Deere cap. I walked over to Lisa's house and rang her doorbell.
She answered and flashed that beautiful smile," My do you ever clean up well. Come on in."
I looked at her, she was wearing a navy blue skirt with a white blouse and blue heels and her blouse had the first 3 buttons open.
I stammered," Yyyyyou are absolutely beautiful. You have left me with a lot to think about. I am beginning to decide that I was an absolute idiot to not have asked you out."
She said," Great, and you are planning to ask me out when?"
I laughed and said," Let's just see how this evening goes you might not want to go out with me after tonight."
She smiled and said," Ok, sounds fair enough let's just enjoy this evening. I have spagetti finishing cooking and some garlic bread just about finished baking. I hope you don't mind wine with this meal."
I said," For this redneck that sounds delicious."
She smiled and said," Ohhhh a man in my home who is also a redneck I never thought that would happen."
I laughed and said," Be careful what you wish for."
We sat down and ate dinner and we cleaned up the table and kitchen.
We sat down on the couch she sat with her legs under her and we talked. 11:00 came and I had to get up early the next morning.
She walked me to the door and I grabbed her and I gave her a passionate kiss for about a minute and she recipirocated.
Than I ask," Would go out with me next weekend."
She breathlessly said," With a kiss like that how can I possibly say no."
I walked back over to my house and went to my bedroom. I stripped out of my clothes and climbed into bed. I fell asleep thinking about me going out with this gorgeous T-girl.