Tranny in Toronto – Chapter 2

I can’t seem to find the conversation we had by e-mail.

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Since I lost my virginity to a couple I met on Craigslist (read my past story) and I not only had a wonderful time, but got paid as well, I decided to post my own ad on Craigslist. It was a simple ad, a tranny in Toronto looking for fun time.

He saw my ad on Craigslist and decided to message me to see whether or not we could get together or not. His name was Marc, a young black boy who lived in Scarborough. He said he was a shy guy, a virgin, and he watched a lot of tranny videos on the Internet and wanted me to be his first. He told me his family wouldn’t be home the whole weekend for a wedding, and he would be alone until Sunday night. As for cost, he said it would be over $300.00 if everything goes well.

So I took the RT and TTC to get myself from DownTown Toronto to an area which I heard of as a dangerous place called Scarborough. He gave me his address and to be safe, he would wait in his building lobby. I put on some make-up, gathered my essentials into my purse, and left my home to hopefully see this boy and have a fun time.

It was Saturday, July 7th (I believe), 2012. It was a wonderful evening here in Toronto. But because I was now in Scarborough, I was scared as fuck. The news always reported crimes happening in this area of the city, and so I was always on alert. But everything was cool this night, you can hear the engines of cars as they sped by, the sounds of TTC buses farting as they lowered their walkways, and motorcycles speeding by the highway. It was a 5 minute walk from the bus to the apartment which Marc told me to meet him at which wasn’t at all scary.

I entered the building and waited at the lobby for Marc. I couldn’t get inside the apartment front door as it was locked. “I fucking hope this kid shows.” I thought to myself.

As I turned my back and looked outside towards the dark, I heard the lobby door behind me open up. Gladly, he showed up to let me in.

“Hi. My name’s Marc.” He said as he reached his hand out.

“Hi, I’m Lizzie, you can call me Liz.” I replied as I shook his hand.