While stationed in the UK many of my friends were in Security Forces. A “rite of passage” among the cops was to take the new kid to a tranny bar in Soho. I tried to warn one kid to not “hook up” with a “girl” on the first night he meets her.
This young cop went to “her” apartment and after making out was “presented” with a “surprise.” He (the military cop) beat the crap out of the person and left the apartment. As he walked into the street he heard a shout from a window above and a roar from the surrounding area. “She” called her friends and they were looking for the bad guy who hurt their friend.
When he described how they chased him through London I fell out of my chair laughing. It took about 15 minutes for me to catch my breath and get to the point where I told him he should have got to know who he intended to stick his dick in before made his move. He called me an asshole and threw his beer at me.
I grew up in an Adirondack logging town. During hunting season the city types used to come up for their yearly venture. Lots of other loggers from around the area come up as well because it’s/was known for good hunting.
Long story short, it was Christmas for the one local tranny. I remember one year it didn’t end well for him when a big, burly type decided he didn’t enjoy his ‘surprise’ either.
I really think these people have a deathwish that extends beyond gambling on Aids.