I used to spend quite a few Sunday's at The Stud, SF's gay S&M, Biker, Leather bar because I had a friend who ran a lot of those Sunday benefits. And of course I'd show up in a yellow sun dress, or something pink, and I'm very fond of frills at times too. All that made me the only person in there not wearing black or indigo blue. But so long as I could walk into the semi exposed urinal area, hike up that skirt and piss into it from two feet away like the rest of them it seemed good. And I got all sorts of 'friendly' offers, to which I'd reply "Thank you, but I'm not a dominatrix, I'm just a world class bitch." And I know two FtMs who were into that scene, and they were 'accepted' in that people liked them OK I guess, they talked to them, and even let them into the play scenes once in a while, but they never made a real hook up. There does seem to be a very strong craving for dick, big dick at that - size queens and all - that precludes finding a real someone special in that area of the community I think.