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D - I - S- C - O! To be honest, I'm not the best person to go clubbing with as I loathe dance music (I'm much happier with Sinatra or some classical music), but after a few "Breezers" I can usually be coaxed onto the floor. Then again I'm not the type of girl who goes home at eleven o'clock, so we usually end up in a club somewhere. | |||
| There's an element of excitement in putting oneself on display in what can be a "meatmarket", and yes I do get mistaken for a real girl occasionally. And there's nothing more flattering than being chatted up. | ||||
| I'm not stupid enough to try and deceive a man into believing I'm a woman, so I let them know as quickly as I can(I use my deepest voice!). Nine times out of ten they laugh and have a chat(The "tenth" can be scary but it helps to have friends close at hand), and the look of surprise they give you is worth a hundred compliments. |
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