My New Years Eve With a Cross Dresser

Although Short Lived, I Can’t Help but LOVE A QUEEN!

(This image is not Sofia in the story, but she was just as fabulous. This picture was borrowed from the following internet address, https://caliope-couture.com/2016/05/11/blogger-portrait-crossdresser-jennifer-von-feminin-modisch/)

I decided to start the New Year in downtown ATL this year. Every year I normally spend it on my couch with a cheap bottle of champagne from Publix, a bag of Ruffles Sour Cream and Cheddar chips, and a pint of ice cream. I stopped going out after a fun filled night in Ybor City, Florida in 2007 that ended in my friend getting beat up in an alley. That brought my New Year Shenanigans to a screeching hult, and I have been able to accept it. I'm not good at behaving with drunktards, and it is in their best interest I steer clear of the NYE parties for their safety and benefit.

This year was different though. 2016 as a whole was a big, fat asshole, and I needed a change of scenery. I booked a 4 star hotel on Priceline Negotiators for $365 and headed to Hotlanta for the weekend. The original plan was to go Downtown to the Peach Drop, until that plan was completely shattered by 40 degree weather, and a steady rain. I guess the plan is changing to hanging out at the hotel. Fuck, this was turning out to be a high priced repeat of what I would have been doing at home.

I put on my 5 pieces of winter clothing I owned (I live in florida) and decided to head down to the bar area. Surely I could find someone down there to talk their ear off. I was on the 18th floor, and hopped on the elevator, starting my descent to the lobby. The elevator came to a stop on the 16th floor to pick up a few people, and to my surprise, a Cross dresser, and 2 male friends. They came onto the elevator, and I didn't really notice much at first except, this is one of my gurls! I was so excited, waiting to find a way to interject myself into the conversation, but they didn't even acknowledge I was on the elevator with them. I think because they were worried to make eye contact and get dirty looks or snickers.

We stopped again at the 12th floor and picked up one more tipsy couple, the man having a full head tattoo. I looked over to spy and see how their reaction was to Sofia (yes I was eavesdropping) and they made it clear by their facial expressions they did not approve. I saw the girl mouth "what the fuck?!" I was surprised by the negative reaction as the guy she was with seriously had his head shaved and a tattoo in every area on his head.

We made it down to the lobby, and I decided to walk behind Sofia and her friends, to get a better look at the outfit she chose for the night. She had on 5 inch heels and damn she was strutting. I felt myself become jealous. Why can't I walk in heels like that, ugh. They were headed out to valet to pick up their car, and I decided to follow just to get more of a glimpse. As Sofia walked through the lobby and out the front, every single.person who saw her turned their head in disgust and pointed. I was starting to get annoyed, but whatever. People are douchy. They weren't saying anything out loud, so it was still fine for her. Hell, Sofia was breaking necks, and I think she kind of liked it.

I walked out into the cold to smoke a cigarette and hang out a bit longer. It was the Peach Bowl this same day, and a large hillbilly stumbled into the smoking area yelling "ROLL TIDE" and dumped all of his cigarettes out of his pack. He turned to me and said "I'm pretty trashed ". He did make me giggle, and I responded with "It's 9:49 sir, it's a bit early to be wasted". He was excited that someone with all of their teeth acknowledged him, and struck up a conversation about the fun he had that day at the Peach Bowl. Not 3 sentences later he decided to have complete diarrhea of the mouth and says, "Did you see that man in a dress?" But not quietly under his breath. He wanted everyone out front to hear it. I wasn't going to respond. I didn't want anyone to think I was hanging out with him after that bullshit. But then it gets better. He says out loud, "There is a dude with her. She actually got a fucking date!"

I flicked my cigarette at his feet, and turned around and started to march away. I heard him say "HHEEEEYYYYY", except however you would spell that if it were slurred. I walked up to Sofia, who was now getting ready to climb in her car for her fun night out. It was raining like I said, and those 5 inches were slipping and sliding under her. I put my hand out to her and said, "let me help you to the car girl, this rain is a bitch tonight". She smiled and said "thank you", and grabbed my hand as I led her 20 feet over to her car past the inebriated neanderthal. I said "Happy New Year!" And sent them on their way.

That experience definitely beat sitting on my crummy ass couch.

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