... And that conclusion just came from a most unusual source. I am an unapologetic rock & roll girl. If I had figured out my gender a few decades earlier, I am pretty sure that I would have ended up a rock groupie. That probably wouldn't surprise those of you here who have seen my pictures and read my posts. A lot of that girl has survived, and I am almost 60 now. I thought that I had already gone through my 2nd puberty some time ago, but my sexuality has remained a mystery throughout it all. While I have occasionally had grand romantic thoughts, I can't say I have had a sustainable case of being physically attracted to anybody of either sex since being on HRT. I have had flashes maybe, but very transitory at best.
Well, all week I have been playing Rolling Stones videos on youtube, while I worked. Then I saw one where Keith Richards was doing a solo, and I am guessing he was about 40 or 45 in it. My heart started fluttering like it never had before. Granted, today Richards looks like he has been embalmed (and probably has), but if he could get in a time machine and go back about 30 years, he would have this girl's heart locked up in about a second. I could totally see myself in a tiny little skirt hanging around the backstage door of a concert hall, hoping for a chance to end up in Keith's arms and have those amazing eyes of his look into my soul.