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Bobbi
Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: Gay Male, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
wearing on my eyes had to be replaced with greens to match the costume. "Green is really your color," Wendy said as she worked. "It goes well with your hair, but have you ever thought of making your hair a little more red?" My own hair was long enough now that I did not need a wig, but the wigs I had were all a little more red than my natural color. "How would I do that?" I asked. "Oh, just a simple henna rinse should do it," she replied. "I can show you later if you like. I'm going to be working on the coat assignment with you, and we thought that we could use a redhead in the group, so I told Tom I would ask you. What do you think?" I liked the idea, so I agreed. "Then we'll do it later," she said finishing my make-up. "Now let's take some more pictures." Ray was fiddling with the lighting when we emerged from the dressing room. "You two sure took your time in there," he said. "Bobbi, you say you're a dancer, so that's what I want you to do. Just get out there and dance. We have some music to go with it, and all I want you to do is go with the music. You can make it as classical or as sexy as you like. Ready?" I told him I was, and Wendy started the music. I started to move to the rock beat, and Ray called out, "Just ignore me, and concentrate on the music." I did that, and just enjoyed letting myself go. I used every move that Tina and Toni had taught me, and tossed in a few of my own. I did ... high kicks and shimmies, and stripped off the skirt to crawl on the floor tossing my hair about. It got very sexy and suggestive in some parts, but that is what Ray wanted from me. I gave it all I had. All of it was punctuated with the flashes of the strobes, and Ray's frequent calls of encouragement. I really was having fun. "Okay, Bobbi," Ray said as the music died after about half an hour of work. "Take a rest, and sit over here." We went over to a prop sofa off to one side of the studio, and I plopped on it, glad for the chance to take a break. "It's about eleven-thirty," Ray said. "Let's take lunch now, and we can talk." Wendy went to get some food from the deli order that the studio had delivered every day, and I was alone with Ray. He lit a cigarette, and I refused his offer of one. Then he explained, "Tom told you that we want to do a sexy cross-dress layout of you. After lunch we're going to do a couple of coats first, and then I want to try something else. Since you're a dancer, I want you to do a striptease. I'll have a movie camera running, so there'll be no strobes, but I will be doing some stills while you dance. This will be sound, so other than the music we all have to be careful of noise. Have you ever done a striptease before?" I told him I had once, remembering the one I had done in the G.G.Girls dressing room, and he said, "Good, but I want you nude at the end, and I need your cock to show when you're finished. ...