Each summer one of Jules’ friends comes and visits for a day or two. This is someone who Jules used to work with about 15-20 years ago. We have both worked with many people over the years in our careers but only a couple have made the switch from work associate to actual friend. Well L is one of the two.
Which is rather odd as she is do unlike either Jules or I. Well now that I say that, it occurs to me that she is actually quite like me. She is actually very gender non-conforming. She is pretty much the most un-girly girl that I know. How un-girly? She has played tackle football. That is pretty un-girly. Well, okay, maybe it is just me and my limited exposure to the world, but I have not ever encountered any other girls that have played league tackle football. Obviously there has to be some, it was part of a league!
Well, that is all besides the point. Hm…. maybe kinda, maybe it is also kind of the point. That is what made this tale kind of the oddest so far. Being that she is rather gender non-conforming herself, she was kind of unsure as to what to say when I told her about myself. More along the lines of, “yeah, so whatever, why are you even saying anything?” Because for her, we as humans are all allowed to be whatever we want to, no explanation needed.
Okay, maybe I should just get to the story, huh?
We were hanging out by the pool, L, her latest guy E, Jules and I. I decided to tell her and so I did. I told them both that I consider myself to be transgender, gender non-conforming, and an occasional cross dresser. I had wanted to tell them before we went swimming, as I was planning on going in my new bikini bottoms and I didn’t want to freak them out or anything by just doing it.
See, I really hate men’s swim suits. Those overly large baggy shorts, with weird net underwear, and as they are not big enough already, they also need huge pockets in them to carry all sorts of items in them while you go swimming. Absurd, if you ask me! I actually just prefer to go naked, but when we have guests over, that really is just a no go. Well, unless it is Vivian and Edward. Off topic again!!
So I told them, and L, really did not seem to get it. She thought I was just talking about things like some clothes and some nail painting. She has known about that for awhile. But then I pulled out my iPad and showed her my blog, most notably this picture:
At which point she said, “damn, you are a hotty.” And “your boobs are bigger than mine.” I think then that she kind of got the point of the conversation. Her boyfriend just sort of sat and listened and nodded. He also thought I looked pretty good in my photos.
Shortly thereafter we all got changed into our swim suits. That was when I had to take a deep breath, and do what I wanted, wear my bikini. So I did it. And what was the big response? Jealousy. L was told me that she was upset with me as I looked far better in a bikini than she did. I thanked her, but told her that I thought she was wrong. She was adamant that she was not. She told me I definitely had the body for a bikini and should never feel weird for wearing it, as I looked great in it.
We hung out and swam and talked and had a great time together. The next day they left. But before going they both gave me a big hug and thanked me for being so open and honest with them and how much they appreciated it.
It brought us all much closer together.
All in all, a great thing!
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