The Only Time a Lady Approached Me, He Was a Man

A lady approached me when I was getting dinner from a restaurant. I had closed from work late and decided to eat before I got home. She sat next to me before asking if she could join me. I nodded, and then she said, “You look familiar. Have we ever met?”

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Then I looked at her closely to be sure if I knew her from somewhere. “No, I don’t think we’ve ever met.”

She mentioned cities, schools, companies, churches, and clubs. I shook my head to all that and said I hadn’t been to those places. She concluded, “It looks like it’s true what they say, that humans come in twos. The resemblance.”

She asked for my number and I gladly gave it to her. As she walked away, I looked at her very closely. Something about her appearance didn’t add up. Her frame, her gait, her shoulders—it didn’t look like beauty to me. I remember laughing at myself, “The one time a lady approaches me, look at what I get?”

She texted first. She talked about a community of friends she wanted me to meet. There was a party today, another social gathering tomorrow. I’m not that kind of person, so I was reluctant to meet her. One day, we decided to meet at the same restaurant where we first met, and she came with a friend. It was the appearance of her friend that brought the “aha” moment.

Her friend looked clearly like a man in a woman’s dress. S/he had a clean shave, but you could see a small growth of mustache that even makeup couldn’t cover, and s/he spoke with a voice that only a man pretending to be female has. I asked them, “Is this what I think it is?” They smiled. Her friend said they were safe and that they could show me a world I’d never experienced.

When I asked for permission to use the washroom, I sneaked out of the place, and that was it. I had been talking to a man all that while, but because he had mastered femininity, I hadn’t figured him out until he came with a friend. I looked at his picture on his profile. I could now trace the jawline of a man. “Wow!” I sighed. “What were they thinking?”

S/he texted me on my way home and I told him, “I’m sorry I had to run. I was feeling unsettled.” S/he tried calling, but I didn’t pick up. I blocked his number before getting home.

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These guys are becoming too bold these days. Something has to be done about this because it’s becoming scary. Just imagine if I had fallen for it, only to discover in the bedroom that he was a fellow man. Eish!

—Joshua

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