Emily and Steve Part 10

However, my shot with her came due to a lucky break. In addition to my plan of attending the lectures, I also started to show up on occasion at the university book store. The books for the gender identity courses were just by little cafe, so I could sit in the cafe, sip a coffee and stake out the books, in the event any girls came over to pick up some books for their courses.

One Saturday, as I sat reading through the newspaper, sipping a coffee and keeping one eye on the book shelf, the beautiful Latina t-girl came into the shop. She walked over to the book shelf and started browsing through a couple of books. Time to make my move.

I wandered over, and suddenly I was gripped by fear. I realised I didn't have a decent opening line. At least at the lectures I could ask about the lecture. Here, what was I going to say? I decided simply on "Hi."

The girl looked up. "Hello," she said. She looked back down, but when it was clear I hadn't moved on, she looked back up, and then tilted her head to the side. "I have seen you before," she said. "You have been to a few of the lectures that the Transgendered Student Association puts on."

I smiled. A connection! "Yes, I have," I said. My voice cracked as I spoke. I realised my mouth was dry as a bone, and I could feel my hands shaking. God, I was a nervous wreck.

"Are you studying here?" she asked. I replied that I wasn't, I was just interested in the topic.

"Oh, do you know someone who is transgendered," she asked. "We don't get a lot of people coming to the lectures who aren't students or transgendered themselves."

"I used to date a girl who was transgendered," I said. Panic. I shouldn't have mentioned an ex-girlfriend! Stupid! "But, we aren't together anymore," I quickly stammered out.

The girl smiled. "Well, are you coming to the next lecture?" she asked.

"I'm not sure," I said, trying to play it cool.