Sally-Part 59. THAILAND 3. IS SHE A SHE OR IS SHE A HE? I FOUND OUT!

 If you remember, I was essentially in Thailand for Julian and Janni's second wedding and was due to spend the first six days seeing the city and absorbing the culture.

What actually happened was it was too hot and humid to do anything except stagger, mostly after them as they attended endless fittings for their wedding outfits.

A PRINCESS!

Eventually the photographers moved in on them and hijacked all our lives for several tortured hours, mainly on the fourth floor of a building that became progressively hotter, damper and smellier as we climbed the stairs!

If I hadn't known it from Gemma's wedding, I was certainly going to find out with this one that weddings are all about women and the poor husbands-to-be are an irrelevancy who must accept that they have little to do with the wedding and are an irrelevancy afterwards ! Resentfully tolerated within the whole huge money-making industry and of some use in getting the lady pregnant afterwards ( though frankly any man would do or a basting syringe and not necessarily afterwards ! ) men can often be seen wandering the streets of the world shrugging their shoulders at other men and going " Uh ? "

Not that these poor confused souls don't stare at every other woman and dreaming of bliss, invite them for 'a drink' !

And the women accept the invitation knowing that they have succeeded in attracting another idiot with a wallet !

I was extremely patient as we took endless taxi rides to countless fittings!

Julian got to the point where one more change of outfit for yet another costume would have driven him to violence!

He really had absolutely no interest in dressing up and looking like a Siamese Prince which nicely matched his total lack of interest in anything else in the world!

We all had to wear make-up for the shots and an argument soon blossomed between the three of us as to whether the hideous looking make-up artiste was a man terribly dressed in women's clothes or a very ugly woman with no sense of fashion whatsoever!

'She' had evidently been one of the first Botox clients and whatever 'she' had been injected with it had left 'her' with paralysis and collapse of one side of 'her' face resulting in a frighteningly permanent sneer on one side which unfortunately overwhelmed 'her' attempt to smile with the other!

Ladies naturally know how to sit decorously with their knees and ankles together and their legs leaning towards the side but 'Maykeeuppee'..that's what I called 'her' sat in front of me clasping my thighs between her knees like a cello, revealing a view along 'her' micro-mini skirt that I really could have lived without !

Although this view was inconclusive as any man can hide his true self within ultra-tight nether garments, a fact that I'm only theorising on, I discovered the truth and revealed it to the entire shopful of customers who although Thai, understood my hysterical squeals of laughter and pointing  gestures after I came out of the only toilet on the premises having purely coincidentally followed Maykeeuppee's visit and discovered the toilet seat UP! "She's a MAN! A man I tell you! Hello downstairs! Maykeeuppee's a man!"

I'm really NOT a very nice person at all!

I must emphasise that my visit straight after'her' was  PURELY COINCIDENTAL!

So, a word of advice to Trannies everywhere, put the seat down after use or blow your cover!