
My client asked me to acompany his transgender empoyee from Boracay to the Morato area. And from Paranaque, we boarded a cab whose driver looks like a cross between Gardo Versoza and Janvier Daley with a little bulge from his tummy. The trannie sat beside the driver. And I was at the backseat.
We were so engaged in our gay talk that the driver began to join our conversation and started to flirt with the trannie. It was at that time that I realized how lucky cross dressers are! And I was mumbling to myself, "God! I should have been a trannie!". The driver started to touch my long haired companion who was shrieking in delight disguised as a protest.
And I told the driver.
LEXUALITY: Ay kuya! Inaabuso mo na yang kasama ko. Kung gusto mo ganito na lang, sa bawat hipo mo sa kanya, hihipuan kita. (Mr. Driver, I think you are taking advantage of my companion. Let's keep it fair. If you continue to touch her, I will start touching you.)
The driver laughed. He continued to caress my companion. And my hands went straight to his crotch.
I may not be beautiful like my visitor. But I sure know how to find my way to my own happiness.