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There is a chance you know that I am completely mad…
No surprises there I hear you say after reading the title of this latest rambling but it does occasionally cross my mind.
Firstly, some background to all this: For most of us, this crossdressing/transvestism activity occupies varying degrees of our lives. It might be a bit of it or maybe a lot. For most I guess it is somewhere in between a bit and a lot. I have quite an active, socially engaged life in Guy-Town. In Tranny-Town I also have an active and socially engaged life but it has evolved into enormous layers for which I never really intended it to.
Emma is my principal go-to girl….she has been there by far the longest and has a backstory that even a Kardashian would be proud of. She is known across the country by her many friends of whom she cares about very much. A touch notorious, I will admit, but Emma is the ultimate Party Girl and always has a fantastic time out-on-the-town and just loves meeting new friends. As a sideline, she also hosts Quiz and Bingo Nights and has been known to hog the microphone singing Maureen McGovern “torch songs” at karaoke. As soon as the wig is on she is there and it is full steam ahead – bust, or bust through, is her motto for better or worse.
Then, trying to muscle her way through the doorway, is her twin sister Bubbles O’Tool. Bubbles is the girl on the hunt for romance (or something like that). She is on questionable dating sites in the eternal search for trans-lesbian “companionship” but, unlike Emma, her sister has a bit of an edge to her. Where Emma goes with the flow, Bubbles has a clearly defined list of expectations borne out of years of dealing with fakes/wannabe’s/no shows/scaredy cats and other flotsam and jetsam that pervade the transient online dating scene. Where Emma wants to be front and centre at the next interesting dance/chat/drink/thing, Bubbles slides about in the shadowy worlds where terms like “can you host?” have more impact than “how are you?”
The point is that Bubbles can legitimately inhabit these places that Emma would (almost) never go because she is a completely different person. Although they share the same ‘parentage’ and general appearance – well they are twins after all – that is pretty much where the similarities end. Bubbles will always play second fiddle to Emma which is as it should be. Emma has no agenda but to have a good time with friends and Bubbles has one single agenda…..which, when I think about it, is also to have a good time with friends.
If I’m sitting in a café in drab casually fashion watching as the ladies go past it is Emma who runs the commentary in my head. If I’m shopping online for girly accoutrements, it is Emma running the commentary in my head as well. I’ve pondered this perhaps too much lately and have come to the conclusion that the reason for Bubbles existence at all is because I love Emma far too much and wouldn’t subject her to the full exposure the online dating world seems to demand. I would not want her embarrassed, nor do I want her hurt. I do not, I should add, feel any angst/depression/agitation about any of these questions nor what I chose to do in my non-guy life but I have everything somewhat compartmentalised in my tiny brain where everyone is safe and peruses their own lives.
So, yes, there is a chance I may be completely mad. When Emma and Bubbles younger sister Pinky decides to turn up again it will be confirmed. The O’Tool sisters have had many, many, adventures over the decades with many more to come no doubt.
So where does Emma get the last name Thorne from then I hear you ask? Well….once upon a time she was married to a guy named “French” Freddy Thorne who died in a tragic accident with a Combine Harvester. But that is a story for another day.