Back in 1976 some friends and I would go to a local “topless bar” on wednesday’s for “amateur” night. They would go on stage fully clothed and do a strip tease down to something like a g-string and sheer stockings.
One time this “woman” got up and started dancing. I said to my buddies, “That’s a guy.” They thought I was crazy. I told them to watch and that he would not expose his “breasts”. And he didn’t.
By the time it was over, it was obvious to all of us that it was a guy. The funny epilogue is that we saw an older heavy set guy in a suit at the bar trying to pick him up and you could actually see the moment the man discovered he was talking to a guy.
Women move differently than men. Their whole being is different.
Even in Kiss of the Spider Woman I noticed almost immediately that the woman was a guy.
That’s nothing. You should visit some such clubs or discos in Thailand. You will be so confused, you won’t want to leave your seat.
“Women move differently than men. Their whole being is different.
Even in Kiss of the Spider Woman I noticed almost immediately that the woman was a guy.”
Gotta disagree. Ever see a butch dyke walk? Walks just like a man, looks like a man, same mannerisms.
Same with swishy effeminate gay males.