Thank Heaven for Little Girly Boys

The transsexual (the one who retains her cock and balls, I mean) lets a man be both a man and a woman, for he can suck or be sucked or fuck or be fucked, or a woman be both a man or a woman, for she can suck or be sucked or fuck or be fucked (and she can enjoy another "woman's" tits and ass while she also enjoys some shemale cock). Of course, a shemale can also experience her (and his) own bisexual gender and sexuality by making love to another shemale.

Shemales complicate and confuse things--in the most delightful way. They remind us that sex and gender are not predetermined "givens"--at least, not in every case or in every particular.

Gender is an artificial, socially determined state, and sex itself may be "reassigned" through chemical and surgical means. Things are not nearly as simple as they may have seemed. There are possibilities for us, even at this most elemental level of our personal and sexual identities. To paraphrase the bard, the psychology of sex is not only sexy in itself, but it is also the cause of sexiness in others as well.

In Gigi, Maurice Chevalier sings a song in which he expresses his (rather suspicious) appreciation of "little girls," which includes the lines

Thank heaven for little girls
For little girls get bigger every day!
Thank heaven for little girls
They grow up in the most delightful way!

We could say much the same for shemales.

If God or nature (or both?) hadn't already beaten us to the punch, we readers and writers of erotica would have had to invent the shemale ourselves, for, truly, variety is the spice of life and, undeniably, shemales spice up one's sex life!