1. Bobbi


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

    money, and kept the bank book with the note in the envelope. I added more money to the account as time went on, but it was Paul's contribution that had started it. After all, he had said to buy something nice with it. I could not think of anything nicer to buy than my total femininity. I went out to &#034The Gilded G****&#034 after putting away the money. The place was in its usual Friday night flurry of activity. I ordered a Gin and Tonic from Edie at the front bar, and then saw Patty sitting alone at a table. I went over to her. &#034I was wondering if you were going to be here tonight,&#034 Patty said as I sat down. &#034You just missed Margo. She and Carol left with Uncle Charlie and his new chauffeur. You should see this one! He's an even bigger hunk than his last chauffeur. He looks like a bodybuilder.&#034 Uncle Charlie had a reputation for his chauffeurs. He changed them about every six months, and they were always hunky and Gay. Uncle Charlie was into more than just drag queens. &#034Yes,&#034 I replied. &#034They're all going up to his summer place for the weekend.&#034 Patty lit a cigarette, and said, &#034Lucky ladies! Old Uncle Charlie ain't much, but that chauffeur can park his boots under my bed any time he wants. Toni was in earlier. She asked me to tell you that there's a rehearsal on Tuesday at seven o'clock. She wants to do a show next Saturday night. She's going to do a solo number in it too.&#034 We talked about that for a while, and made a lot of other ...
    girl talk too. A few of the guys eyed us up, and I probably could have turned a couple of tricks for cash, bit I was just not in the mood for that. I let one of them buy me a drink, and talked with him. Patty went to the hotel with the other one, and made thirty dollars for it. I finally went home about one o'clock in the morning. Maybe it was the hormones, but I was feeling very tired. A lot had happened that week, but what was really on my mind now was what was yet to come. My date with Peter was just tomorrow night, and I dreamed of that as I slept. Saturday morning came at last. The only problem was that I had to go to work. My days off had changed to Sunday and Monday as of that week, but that is the way it is in retail. I really wanted to spend the day primping myself for Peter, but I got myself together to trudge off to the store for a day in the stockroom. The store was busy that day, but I floated through my work on a cloud. Edith was off on Saturdays, so I just had lunch on my own in the store cafeteria. All I could think of was Peter. The store closed at three o'clock on Saturdays, and I hurried down to be one of the first to punch out. I practically flew home, for I was on such a high from thoughts of my date tonight that I'm sure my feet did not even touch the ground. Once in the apartment, I immediately got out of the male clothing that I loathed so much, and into my long satin robe. That made me feel a lot better, and I sat for a while that way in the living ...
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