1. Bobbi


    Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: Gay Male, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    was getting back into her s****rly mood again. I rather liked her that way. She always seemed so hard and tough all the time. It was nice to know there was another side to her. I did not tell Margo about Brian. After how she had admonished me this morning about Alan, I did not want another lecture on the perils of flirting with straight men. She was just about to say something when the telephone rang. I got up to answer it, and a female voice on the other end identified herself as Tom's secretary from the photography studio. &#034We'd like to set up an appointment for you to come in for test shots,&#034 she said. &#034I understand that you work full-time, so what day would be good for you? We'd prefer not to do it in the evening.&#034 I had just had my days off changed to Sunday and Monday, so I suggested the next Monday. &#034That would be fine,&#034 the voice said. &#034Could you make a 9:30AM appointment?&#034 I said I could, and she ended the conversation. &#034What was that all about?&#034 asked Margo as I returned to my chair. I told her, and she said, &#034You sure are getting into a lot of things. Don't go, and burn yourself out. Are you coming to the bar with me tonight?&#034 I was feeling very tired which I supposed was part of the effect of the hormones doing their work. &#034No,&#034 I said with a sigh, &#034I don't feel up to it tonight. I think I'll just stay here.&#034 Margo looked at me with an indifferent look on her face, and said, &#034Suit yourself. I'm ...
    going to take a shower.&#034 Margo was just leaving the room when the telephone rang again. She picked up the receiver, and said, &#034Hello?... Who?... Yes, she's here. Just a minute.&#034 She held her hand over the mouthpiece, turned to me, and said, &#034It's for you. Somebody named Peter?&#034 I sprang from my chair, and grabbed the telephone from Margo. She continued on her way to the shower, and I put the receiver to my ear nervously saying, &#034Hello?&#034 A familiar voice came back, and said, &#034Bobbi? Hi, doll! I told you I'd call. How are you doing?&#034 We chatted pleasantly about nothing for a minute or two, and then he asked, &#034What are you doing Saturday night? I thought maybe we could have dinner, and see a movie.&#034 That was what I had hoped he would say. &#034Sure!&#034 I replied trying not to appear too anxious. &#034I have to work part of the day, but that isn't a problem. What time?&#034 &#034Well,&#034 he said, &#034what if I pick you up at six-thirty? We could have an early dinner, and then go to a movie.&#034 I told him that it was fine with me, and the date was made. We talked for a minute or two more until at last he said, &#034I guess I should get back to work here now, doll. I'll see you on Saturday at six-thirty.&#034 &#034Okay,&#034 I said, &#034I'll be waiting. Bye-bye!&#034 Margo left for the bar around six o'clock. I told her about my date with Peter, and she said, &#034Okay, s*s. I get the message. I'll plan on leaving the apartment to ...