In the same vein as Sir I will speak of an interesting dream I had last night/this morning.

In my dream I was a tranny person I had never met before. It took place some time in the 1920s. (Sir jokes that my dream was directed by Ang Lee.) In any case, I'm this tranny woman who has a small group of biological women friends in a small community. They love and accept her as a woman. Then there comes a time when she has to move from the area and say good bye to her friends. It was very painful for her and she endured. She moved to a slightly larger community where again she was accpeted. Then there's a mob gathering with the intent of going after a black man when the woman spoke up asking "what's next?!? are we going to start going after people like me?!?" The guy leading the mob considered it a moment and suggested that they do in fact go after her and people like her calling her a freak. Suddenly the perspective of the dream changes and I'm a big bulky str8 guy bellowing out that I was a freak like her and if the mob was going to start going after her they had better start with me/him. The crowd disbands and everyone goes home. Later it's the 1970s and I'm the older tranny woman walking a little boy (who she relates to as her grandson) to the bus stop for school. While walking we/she/they go through the town square where she looks around at the community (larger now) and smiles to herself knowing that she had a hand in creating this small loving, accpeting place for her grandson to grow up in. It was really odd.. and in it's way very cool.

Thank you Atripla!