Early 1982 close call

I was recently divorced and out alone at a local club and managed to get extremely drunk and high. Towards last call I was ready to take any woman home and noticed a slender young lady near the bar. She was sort of pale, light brown hair and had a sundress on and I liked what I saw. So I bought her some drinks and I was delighted when she agreed to go home with me. She had a sort of husky voice and I didn’t think much about that since honestly some women talk like that. We kissed wildly on the way to the car and shotgunned a joint. We were both really fucked up by the time we got to my apartment. We made out on the couch and she told me she was “on the rag”, well damn it, honestly I was too drunk to do much anyway but I continued to kiss her and got to her small tits. I sucked them and she put a line of passion marks around my neck. I found my way up the back of her sundress and began playing with her butt, eventually getting a finger up her ass. She asked if I had a rubber and I did but before I could dig it out we both passed out. Next morning when I woke up I asked her if she was ok, in the front. She got nervous, so I reached for the sundress and pulled it up and found a lovely set of balls and a small cock. By now she/he was scared but it turned me on and I told her I was open minded. However she needed to get home so I played with her cock some, she played with mine, and we talked about meeting up again. However, we never did. I think this was likely more a cross dresser.