Today our dear reader Marc tells us a story about how he met his first and the only transsexual lady in life.
Way back in 1988 I was a poor student in New Zealand, my first year at Auckland Uni and going it alone in terms of study fees and books. I had a bad toothache and couldn't really afford to see the dentist. I put up with the pain for so long until me sister suggested I call a friend of hers called Jenny. Jenny was what we call in NZ a School Dental Nurse, all kids are entitled to free dental treatment until they reach 18. I had met Jenny several times over drinks at parties, her and my sister were close friends. I actually liked her and found her quite attractive, a little aloof, very smart as well. I mean she was after all a health professional.
So I called Jenny and she agreed to see me and examine my sore molar. However it had to be done after hours as she was well outside her contract rules in seeing a poor 19 year old student. On this particular day I pulled my old clunker Toyota up outside the school dental clinic in Auckland at about 5.30, in those days she smoked and was outside the clinic having a cigarette. She used to get ridiculed by her friends at clubs and pubs as a dental nurse who smoked. It didn't bother me in the slightest, I just wanted my tooth bloody well fixed. She greeted me outside the clinic with a peck on the cheek like an old friend and joked that this was going to cost me a night out at the pub.
Fine I agreed, that was cheaper than the $300 I had been quoted by a frikken dentist. She told me to go into the clinic and get comfortable, she would be in as soon as she finished her smoke. I was never comfortable in the old school clinics, some of the nurses had real attitudes back when I was at school. But Jenny had a good reputation. Or so my sister told me anyway.
Jenny followed me into the clinic a minute later and began to pull on her gloves, something that deep down I had always found arousing, don't ask me why! She took up her pick and mirror and began to examine my teeth, locating the affected one and all the while talking to me.
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