Well it had to happen.

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Now let's not beat about the bush!

Topside (Face) I DO NOT PASS when up close, however at about twenty feet it's possible! Below the neck however I'm a bit more ambiguous, modest mammaries, something of a waist, reasonable a--e and very attractive legs (at least that's what I've been told.)

My piccie is there for everybody to see!

Well on Thursdays, I've started to ride in the company of a group of older guys from the club for several reasons but the main one is because Colin, a life-time member of the club, recently had a stroke. He is now back on his bike (That in itself is impressive!) but his spacial awareness is affected cos' his LHS Vision is still a bit awry. Consequently he cannot cycle in dense urban traffic yet.
However, there is an excellent regular ride that these older men have been doing for several years. It comprises a 'there-and-back' jobby of about 30 miles along the old Vale-of-Neath 'A' class road that is now something of a backwater since the 4-lane 'Heads-of-the-Valleys' road was opened. This A road is now an excellent cycle route, being almost devoid of traffic but still well tarmaced and wide. To get to it Colin would have to cycle through Neath and all the traffic, so a request was put to me asking if I would be prepared to collect Colin in my Van and take him with his bike to the start of the safe route.

Okay, say's I and a few months ago I atarted this routine. The rest of the older guys were happy cos Colin was returned to their coterie and I added to their numbers.

Well last week Colin approached me after learning that I had more or less 'come out' as a transvestite to the club but I hadn't revealed the full extent of my intergenderism. He related to me an amusing anecdote going back to the first time I picked him up and put his bike in the back of my van.

"I didn't know whether or not to tell you this Bev, but now that you've more or less 'come out' I hope you won't be offended."

"Gooo-ooh on Colin." Sighs I with a smile.

"Well the first time you picked me up, our friend from accross the street phoned my wife Anne to tell her that a woman with a van had just picked me up outside our house."

I just chuckled and made light of it, then explained I was out to the Sunday riders.

Then John Willy pipes up.

"You've made his day now, Colin!"

And indeed Colin had made my day. I had been mistaken for a woman at about ten feet in broad daylight and I wasn't even wearing make-up cos of the pre-arranged ride with the men. For the rest of the ride I was like a dog with two tails!!

Usually, when out on my own I wear a hint of lippy and eye-shadow just to keep people guessing and address my own feelings. But that time I had no make-up and I remembered the neighbour had been standing by her Garden gate as I parked the van right beside her.

It's made my week.

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Well, Doggone it, You Look Good

littlerocksilver's picture

I think you're well beyond 'Coyote Ugly.' I'll bet if you seriously worked at it you could pass at much closer range, and your legs are great. You may very well pass for forty-three in the dusk with a light behind you.

I have a round tuit for the first reader can tell me where that line came from, with out looking it up.

Portia

It certainly does.

And I'd have no need to look it up either because we did it at school about 60 years ago and it still sticks in my memory.

It's the judges song when he explains to the court how he wed a rich attorney's "elderly, ugly daughter" as his route to high legal office.

And yes, Bev, you have excellent legs and they don't look like a cyclist's legs at all, which may or may not please you. Mine do look like cyclist's legs but a shadow of their former selves, sadly, but no fat :) Delighted you have such a tolerant gang to ride with. I'm not so sure the same would apply to those I know but you never know.

Robi

As they say....

If you've got it, flaunt it. If you haven't got it, flaunt that as well.

As I've said before - NICE LEGS.

It takes courage. Good on yer, girl. "Those that matter don't mind, and those that mind don't matter."

S.

Turnin Valley Heads

good on you Bev keep turnin valley heads x k-jo

I was lying down minding my own business when life came by and drove right over me

If you think back...

Wendy Jean's picture

I have been saying the same things for quite a while girl.

Let yourself enjoy where you are. You are better than you think.

A sea man's face.

You have one and you came by it honestly. However, perhaps it might be time to try something. If you are on about this, you might try an orange peel facial, or a chemical peel at a reputable establishment. I must say that your figure is better than mine, and those gams, wow!

Don't want to cause trouble at home. If you get a peel, the wife may want one too!

You see, that is why I go about all covered up in an abaya and Hijab. LOL.

Gwendolyn

In Colonial parlance, one wild set of wheels, Bev.

Certainly worthy of more than a glance in passing (no pun intended). In our conversations, I've found you to be wonderfully wise and entertaining.., traits which far outweigh any imagined or real unattractiveness.

It's what's underneath that matters, and you have that in spades. Physical beauty fades, figures get mushy and mishapen... Inner beauty, you have a plethora of that, luv, and THAT, never fades. It just gets better with time, like a fine wine.

AND... legs like those belong on a young model. You've done bloody well, my dear. Be proud of those gams... and be proud that you're living a dream that a lot of us would give our eyeteeth to have and live.

Many hugs and lots 'o love,
Catherine Linda Michel

As a T-woman, I do have a Y chromosome... it's just in cursive, pink script. Y_0.jpg

OOOPS!!

Have I been rumbled!!!!!?

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Beverly Taff, to me you are

Beverly Taff, to me you are one very wild woman with a fun streak that very few can match.

    Stanman
May Your Light Forever Shine