And Then Comes Marcie (Part 3 of 3)

I was not actually looking forward to my next trip to Freddie’s Beach Bar. First and foremost, I wasn’t like the rest of the girls there, I was not a huge fan of drag shows. (Gasp) See here is the fucked up part of my brain. To me it almost felt as if they were making fun of transgender people. (Yes, something that I have kind of at least partially gotten over by talking to my therapist)

Secondly, even though the people I met there were nice, I really didn’t feel a connection to anyone and since I had finally gotten over the need to find a friend, I felt like this was just another way life would rub my face in the fact I was kind of alone.

But I went. They really do have pretty good food and I will get around to writing a review about it soon and I like the music so there’s that. Still, I do not have the opportunity to go as often as some of the other girls. I tend to work a lot of graveyard shifts on Sunday morning so I can’t go on Saturday nights, Fridays are always out because of my evening shifts so, yeah, it’s really hard to make a connection with anyone when you see them, at best, once every month or two.

Of course I started drinking as soon as I got there, helps loosen me up to maybe dance a little, socialize a little more and to just be myself.

I started chatting with a sweet trans woman that seemed to be a lot more experienced than I, well I guess that shouldn’t be much of a surprise, I knew I was the new girl. I told Maxine that I enjoyed dancing, loved it, live for it and she responded that she would love to go with me one day.

Wow, did I just make a friend?

Still, we did not have a chance to speak for very long because Kimberly and her had struck up a pretty interesting conversation. Kind of reminded me of the last time we were there and how she and Marcie hit it off so well. So instead of interrupting their fun I started chatting with Marcie.

I found out that she had started hormones about the same time as I did; she started living full time about the same time as me and she had not came out at work just like…well me.

Kim was right, she was a perfect example of femininity, she was beautiful and sweet and what was even more impressive was, although we were very close in transgender age, I had actually started to transition about a month before her.

Well, like I said earlier, I was actually no longer looking for friends or some type of transgender role model, I really did kind of accept the fact that I would have to do all of this alone so as Marcie took a break from our conversation, I turned and began to talk to Claudia.

Claudia is absolutely stunning and the thing that makes her so special was she does not seen to be aware of how sexy she actually is, tell her she is beautiful and she will return the compliment and the sincerity of her voice makes you believe it.

The thing was though, while talking to Claudia I had thought of a hundred questions to ask Marcie. “How did you train your voice? Where do you go to the doctor? Are you planning to come out at work? Family?” and yes, I couldn’t wait to strike up another conversation with her.

When we picked up where we left off Kimberly leaned over to me and whispered, “I think you found a new friend.”

“Screw that, I am just trying to connect with someone like me.” I thought to myself.

“Do you have a Facebook page?” I asked

“No, well yes, but it’s not Marcie’s Facebook. I am going to make a new one soon.” She replied

At that point I couldn’t resist, I needed a picture. Our conversation just seemed so natural. “This is one person I did not want to lose contact with. “Hold on.” I said as I took my phone out and snapped a picture

I really look happy in our first picture together

“How about email, wait, here is mine.” I said instead of waiting for her to give me hers.

Was that too pushy? Do I come across desperate? Yeah, all those things crossed my mind but the conversation seemed so natural and I felt so relaxed that I stopped thinking about it and just took it for what it was, a connection.

Oddly enough, I did not drink as much as I normally did on these types of nights.

“Maxine said she can go out next Saturday if you want to go to Town Dance Boutique, maybe meet for dinner before.” Kimberly said.

"Really, I have to give up wanting friends before I can get them…is that how things work?" I thought to myself.

“Sure, I would like that, hopefully she can put up with my constant dancing.” I joked and then returned my attention back to Marcie.

“It’s getting late are you staying longer?” She asked as she called for her check.

“I think we are about ready to leave too.” I answered and then asked the waitress to bring our check also.

Oh and it was cold as hell out that night, it is funny the things you remember.

And for a place I was reluctant to go, that night turned out better than I could have ever imagined.

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