Ok here's mine.
Picture this. I'm 17 and just came out and ran away from a group home (Mom helped) she put me on a train to W.Va. Yup! Anyway, I went to my first bar and found out that you had to be 18 to get in. So I went to get my Army clothes. I got my Army outfit at one of those Army surplus stores and put it on and went to the bar and got in. Now mind you, I was alone.
I started going there often and one night I saw this very tall attractive Lady and she noticed me. We kind of checked each other out and met at the bar to get a drink. Ok, she went to get a drink and I followed her there.
We started talking and she needed to go smoke so I went with her. Once we got outside we talked some more. I must of said something because she looked at me with surprise and said, "your a girl?" I said, "yes" and then it dawned on me and I said, "your a guy?" Well we ended up being friends after that until I went back home. I was a new Butch and had my first lesson in the differences of the gay world. I'll also admit that I was proud of pulling off the guy thing. I was more Tg minded then.