Bad News Baboon - When I wrote the original post, I genuinely did not know what to do. For 2 weeks I has adhered to the “stay out of others’ affairs” policy, but Bob was headed toward major humiliation. In the original thread, someone made the point “what would you want if you were in Bob’s position?” That clinched it.
Esprix - Mary chose not to tell him for 2 weeks. As for Bob now snickering about Mary, no he won’t. He’s a very sensitive guy - the type who takes people to task for telling politically incorrect jokes.
When I said “To all those people who said I was wrong: yes, in theory, I agree” I mean I share their belief in the principle of keeping out of others’ affairs. But there are times in real life when rigidly sticking to principles of behavior could do more harm than good.
Rilchiam - No, I have not lost a friend. Quite the opposite. He is grateful to have been told. So would I have been.
No doubt, “It’s for his own good.” Kind of reminds me of the day that a YN3 had the nerve to say to me, a PN1, to excuse her dereliction…er, delay in a personnel action concerning me, “But it’s for your own good, PN1.” Yes, I gave her, shall we say, a rather lengthy and emphatic course in military discipline for that comment.
BTW, Hemlock: Have you personally seen Mary’s dick yet? If not, you’re still operating on rumour.
I’ve really just skimmed through this thread, so I may not have followed all the argument properly, but I have a friend who is very interested in knowing where this 24-hour denture place is, exactly. Also he would like to know
Does it have mostly women clients?
Are some of them born men?
Is it busy about 2.00 am on Thursdays?
Is it in Melbourne?
Could someone give me a phone number?
Is there a chat room?
Why do so many cruel people want to laugh at transexuals with no teeth when there are many warm-blooded real men who appreciate them VERY MUCH!! and are always behaved like gents.
I will reply to any emails from people who have been to this 24-hour denture palace, or who know men who have met nice ladies there.
I have several short stories on this subject (none published yet, alas, as the magazine world is too cruel and eager to mock) which I am interested in circulating to get opinions on my prose style and the content.
Those lovely “Mona Lisa” ladies with their inviting (albeit, closed-mouth) smiles, ah! how they can enchant even the hardest heart.
I could go on about this subject at length (you can see that I’m sure!) but I will sign off now, hoping to hear good news about the 24-hour denture palace or even 9.00am to midnight would be acceptable, where ladies hang out to meet nice gents (old-fashioned in many ways but VERY BROADMINDED) who are not dentally prejudiced.
Hoping you lovely ladies will write to me, KEEP SMILING!