Chapter 2 - Going out dressed

After a period of reflection, I'd decided to finally meet James at the most popular tranny bar in the center of the town. I'd gone there because I'd decided it wasn't too far from my little apartment and walking there while wearing my sexiest high heel stilettos was doable. Then the bar was going to be easy to find, as James came from out of town.

I got there around Noon and settled in to wait for James with a white wine. He was due at around 1pm and I looked at his photograph on my phone. He looked very handsome, and we'd met in an internet chat room a few months ago.

I'd finally agreed to meet him after a few months of chatting online despite not being so sure about him as he seemed a bit obsessive at times. He would go on and on about how beautiful I was and how he would love to see me up close. So, I'd picked a crowded place full of other trans people as protection for our meeting.

Just so you know, I'm Eden, a 22-year-old crossdresser and I'd already decided that I don't want to alter my body with surgery or take female hormones. I just liked making myself look pretty by dressing up in women's clothes, wearing nice wigs and make-up. Oh, I admit that I also regularly remove all my body hair and I pluck my eyebrows into thin arches every so often. I do like to wear sexy clothes and shoes and I make huge efforts to pass as a normal woman. I'm lucky that I'm just 5 foot 6 inches tall and have a small frame with narrow shoulders. I also have below shoulder length thick blonde hair and I know how to style it to best effect. I love transforming my face with the expert application of make-up and I simply adore wearing high stiletto heels.

At five minutes to the hour, James suddenly showed up and on spotting me in the corner, he joined me in the booth where I was sitting.

"Would you like a drink?" I asked nervously standing up to greet him.

"Yes, do let me get you another. The gentleman should always pay on a first date," he said adamantly.

"In that case, I'll have a gin and tonic on ice please," I declared.

"Coming right up," he said, and he headed over to the bar.

I watched him and could see that he had a nice handsome face and a broad stocky build. He looked as though he could easily take care of himself, if necessary. That was in complete contrast to me who was five and a half feet in my stocking soles, and who probably couldn't burst my way out of a paper bag.

A few minutes later he sat down beside me and put our drinks on the table.

"Do you mind if I give you a kiss hello?" he asked after he'd offered a toast.

Somewhat taken aback though, I reluctantly agreed and proffered my left cheek. However instead he turned my face around with his hands and planted a wet tongue invading kiss passed my red lips. I thumped on his shoulder for him to stop the kiss, but it just went on and on. I was using all my strength and I still couldn't break away.

Eventually he stopped, and I asked rubbing my sore mouth and lips, "what the hell was that for?"

When I checked my lipstick in my compact mirror it was smeared over my face. I cleaned it up quickly.

"Wasn't it obvious?" he asked as he watched me reapply my lipstick.

"I'm passionately in love with you and I want us to be man and wife one day."

"Man and wife?" I asked back incredulously. "You do remember I'm physically male under all this clothing and make-up?"

"That would need to change obviously," he said shocking me again. "We'd get that altered into a nice pussy."

"How do you mean altered?" I asked annoyed. "I told you before in the chat room that I'm just a crossdresser and I'm not a transsexual."

"That will change in time," he said. "I'm very wealthy, so I'll obviously pay for every procedure that you need done."

"Sorry but the only thing I need done is to leave here right now," I replied and started to get up. However, my immediate exit from the booth was blocked by his legs and he wouldn't budge. "Can you move out of the way please?"

"No stay right where you are!" he replied.

"Look I'm sorry but I just don't see the point in staying any longer as we're just not compatible," I replied. "You want something from me that I can't give you."

Then suddenly his tough demeanor changed again.

"Yes, you're right," he said. "I was wrong to expect that from you. It's a pity but I'll respect your wishes."

"Thanks," I said as I finally managed to squeeze past him to reach the center of the bar. "It was nice to meet you James and I hope you've no hard feelings."

"None," he replied. "Let me escort you home."

"There's really no need James," I replied worried that he would know where I lived. "I know the way and its broad daylight so I'm in no danger."

"Oh, but I insist. You could easily get mugged or worse," he said getting up after downing his Scotch in one swift gulp.

Instead of waiting for him though I headed towards the door as fast as my 5" stilettos could carry me. However, he was right beside me as I reached the fresh air outside. I figured that I would take him away from where I lived and so turned left instead of right. We walked along not saying very much with my spike heels noisily clicking on the tarmac pavement.

"Are you sure you won't change your mind?" he asked about a minute after we started walking. At that moment we just walked past a dark lane with tall buildings on either side.

"Sorry no thanks but I won't change my mind," I replied.

"That leaves me very sad and angry," he said, and he then suddenly punched me in the face very hard. The punch was hard and a shock, so I went down. As I fell, I banged my head hard against a concrete post which left me dazed. However, James wasn't finished and although I was semi-conscious, he continued to punch my face repeatedly over and over.

I passed out and although I have no way of knowing, he probably carried on hitting me with his feet and his fists for a few minutes more. I was **** when he left me with my face badly smashed in and bleeding.

That he didn't kill me was a complete miracle. I also had some cracked ribs and he had repeatedly kicked me between the legs causing damage there too.