No need to apologise Sam, I consider myself to have been stripped, doused with chilli powder into the nuts and ceremoniously thrown naked into the snow. I got through it though
It's interesting how you say it was Amy who dragged you into the 'ladyboy appreciation society', so to speak. I can't remember what took me over the bridge but when I caught the bug, I was hooked as well. These days I'm a little older and would sometimes rather have a good curry than jump into bed with one of these darlings - wait, what did I just say ?! But I still find myself fascinated by them.
Whatever Amy is, or is not, doesn't really matter, if you get my meaning. She could have lied to me but it wouldn't be the point. My judgement about her history, her observed behaviour, however accurate, wasn't the remit of the book. I just wanted people to be able to read what she had to say if they were interested enough to do so. They can decide for themselves whether it's true or not. I was just a facilitator with an opinion who threw a bit of analysis into the mix.
I like the way you describe your 'intoxication' for ladyboys. It is a phenomenon in itself - the way a guy feels about this. It's different to the way he's ever felt about women. There's a real psychological storm going on inside your head mixed with intense emotions that seem to surpass anything you ever felt about a biological woman. Fascinating subject.
Cheers Sam