1. Bobbi


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

    in the future! EPILOG: I did not go home that night, nor for many nights after that. I moved in the very next day to live with her. We lived together as two women for a couple of years after that. We had many other experiences with men both together and individually since then, but none have ever surpassed that of my first night in Drag! Sub-title: Babydoll Grows Up The first week of sharing Margo's apartment with her was all I had hoped it would be. We had been lovers before, and would make love to each other many times again, but we did not live together as lovers. The apartment had a second bedroom which Margo had been using to store odds and ends. We cleaned that out to become my bedroom. We both shared Margo's bed for the first few days, but by Thursday night my somehow appropriately queen-sized bed arrived, and we each had our own room. We came to an agreement right away on the, for lack of a better phrase, &#034sexual arrangements&#034 for our place. On average, men tend to have their casual affairs outside of their living space while women tend to bring their sex home with them. If we held to that statistic, we would each need a place to be bedded by our lovers. We decided that whatever we did in the privacy of our own rooms with whomever we chose to do it, was our own business. The living room would be for mutual use for entertaining with our clothes on unless we were both entertaining the same lover, or the other one had previously announced her intentions of being ...
    out all night. The kitchen was our place, and off-limits to lovers. These arrangements worked well, and we held to them all the while we lived together. The only problem I had was the need to keep my male job, so that I could pay my half of the rent. How I loathed getting up each morning, and putting on that stifling male clothing, and heavy shoes to trudge to work. The job was not difficult. I was the stockboy in the c***dren's Shoes Department of a famous 5th Avenue department store. The problem was that I had to do it as a male, and I no longer wanted to be male in any way! I had to find a way to change that, or at least the job. I did not yet know how to do it, but I knew I would somehow find a way. As soon as I got home from work each night, I would shower, and change into some frilly lingerie borrowed from Margo. She was generous to a fault with me, but I could not continue to borrow things all the time. She had made me a present of the white outfit that I had worn on my first night in Drag, but a girl needs more than one outfit. There was but one answer. We had to do what every woman enjoys doing more than anything else. We had to go shopping! Saturday morning was bright and breezy in New York City. It had been one week since my first night in Drag, and it was time to take the next step. Margo laid out the outfit I would wear after breakfast. There was a yellow based floral print skirt with a hemline that fell just above my knee, and a matching loose fitting jacket. To ...