"Excuse me this is the men's room, I know I am a man. Hay dude you look amazing, do you fancy going for a drink and then coming back to my place and spending the night? Really, oh yeah, am already getting that stirring down there and that's just looking at you."
"Sometimes it's fun to dress outrageously tranny and go shopping. My fantasy for this dress would be that someone I knew and trusted would follow me around the mall. He would play a stranger, dressed a bit like a flasher with dark glasses. He would be close enough in case of unwanted attention from other people but far enough so people would think I was on my own. At some pre-arranged time and place, he would grab me quickly and take me through a door to an empty space or a van where he has his wicked way with me. If this goes well maybe the next time he might have an accomplice and that would be the day I learn that spit-roast means something totally different from what I thought."