The Magic Of Being A Transsexual WomanI can eat at a candle light dinner, with someone, either in a beautiful red gown and a flower in my hair or in the most handsome tuxedo, and experience a romantic evening!
I can drink the most wonderful glass of Chardonnay, or, drink, one Bourbon, one Shot and one Beer.
I can wear the most fragrant perfume “Sweet Poison” or the scent of Drakkar Noir.
I can take the most exquisite bubble bath by candle light, and gentle music, or just take a shower.
I can cry when I watch a movie, or I can applaud when the man wins.
I can be someone’s most beautiful dream or, their worst nightmare.
I can be a ***** or a bastard.
I don’t have to care any more whether or not, the toilet seat is up or down.
I can be the best friend of a woman, and at the same time be the best friend of a man.
I can fight for women’s rights as a man, and men’s rights as a woman!
I can feel my divine femininity or remember my masculinity!
I know what a woman needs and what a man wants.
I can look at someone with bed room eyes or look through the door way to their soul.
I am Jamie Lee, or if I choose, I can be Jim.
I could be a wife or I could be a husband.
I can choose to be a Goddess or I can be a God.
I can love or I can fight.
I can be a rose or some one’s huckleberry.
I can teach a woman about woman hood or I can teach a man how to be a man.
I have learned that the most beautiful flower is the vagina of the plant.
I can wear “Victoria’s Secret” or reveal in the most profound manner what “Victoria’s Secret” really is!