Date: Sat, 17 Oct 2009 20:43:13 -0700 (PDT)
From: John Nail <wyogent67@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Greatest Love  Chapter 1 Transgender/TV

          I hope you enjoy this fictional story part erotic but mostly
romantic and would love to hear comments from you especially from any
transgender ladies who might read this story at wyogent67@yahoo.com.

          I am pulling out from the gravel road from work and I am smiling
and can't wait to get back to work.  I have Travis Tritt playing on the cd
player/radio in my pickup and I am singing rather loudly to Travis Tritt
and his song "A Great Day to be Alive. "
           I have a beautiful lady at home and she wasn't born female but
she is beautiful none the less.  The amazing part she still loves me to
this day 15 years later after we met she was still in college in her
sophomore year at the University of Wyoming in Laramie,Wyoming.
           I still have the same job I had 15 years ago which is repairing
farm equipment and she still thinks I am the biggest stud in the world.
         Well I guess it is time for me tell you how we met.
         It was the summer of 85 and I had been out of high school for
about 4 years and a friend his name was Mike Anderson.  Just got out of
tech school a year before and just got done repairing some tractors and
barley combines.
         Mike decided we should head down to Laramie and we were at a
lounge called Mingles and what a sight we were.  We were in faded and
slightly stained Wranglers and broken in Resistol hats and boots that have
seen better days.
          We were laughing and talking when this beautiful lady came up to
me.
           She asked," My name is Amanda do you mind if I sit with you
every spot is taken."
           I said," Wow a beautiful lady such as yourself asking if you can
sit with me.  My answer is an unhesitant yes."
         She flashed a hypnotic smile and said," Thank you."
          I said," My name is John and that crazy son-of-a-gun I am with is
Mike."
          She asked," Are you from Laramie?"
           I said," No we are from Cody.  I have no idea why we came down
this far but now I am glad we did."
           She blushed and smiled and said," Well I am glad you came."
             A cocktail waitress came and she ordered a glass of wine and
Mike and I ordered Budweisers.
             She said," What do you do John?"
              I said," I repair tractors it isn't glamorous but it is a
fairly good living."
              She said," Oooo I am impressed."
               I said," Thanks."
               We talked and laughed til closing time and before we left
she wrote her number on a napkin.  As we walked out she gave me her number
and I borrowed a pen and a small scrap of paper and I wrote my number and
gave it to her.
               We said bye and Mike and I went to the truck.
               After we climbed in and Mike started the truck and he
chuckled.
                I said," What are you laughing about?"
                He said," You are one lucky son-of-a-bitch."
                I said," What you mean by that?"
                He said," You got that sexy lady.'
                 I said," You are wrong she probably will forget me by next
week."
                 He said," I bet she won't."
                 I said," OK I will pay you $50 if she doesn't."
                 As we rode I wondered if she would remember me the next
week.
                 As it turned out I can happily say I lost that $50 bet.
                  It took us 2 1/2 hours to get back to Cody and thank
goodness we didn't have to work for the next 2 days because it was 4:30 am
by the time he got to my front door.
                    I stumbled out of the cab of the truck and went to the
front door of the small house I was renting and unlocked the door.
                   I went in and closed the door and went into my bedroom
and stripped down to my under wear and crawled into bed and within 5
minutes I fell fast asleep.