By Genie
It’s been ten years since I turned up at the WayOut Club. I travelled 12,000 miles from a little one-horse town at the top of the South Island of New Zealand to get there too. Melanie, my partner and ‘bestie’came with me. She is always keen to encourage me to dress up and socialising with other trannies. I spent the whole afternoon in our hotel room getting ready. Little did I suspect, the night would turn out completely different from what I expected.