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Bobbi
Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: Gay Male, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
lingerie in the dressing room, and sat in the make-up chair. I was nude, but that hardly seemed to matter now. Wendy took a seat in the big chair in the corner, and said, "Well, Bobbi, we're almost done for today. We just have to hang up that last outfit, and get you and me presentable for the street again. Only I'm too tired to do it yet." She stretched to relieve some of the fatigue, and said, "You're quite a turn-on when you want to be. You even got me going at the end, and Ray was really into that striptease of yours. You probably couldn't see for the lights, but a couple of times he was so into watching you that he forgot to take pictures! Just keep it on the set, though, honey. Ray is all mine outside of the studio." Wendy added a sort of giggle to this by way of saying that she was not angry, but her message came through all the same. We could be close friends, but do not mess with her man! That was another part of the s****rhood of women. No matter how close I would get to another woman, there were still some things that would not be tolerated. The signals were getting clearer now. I was really becoming a woman, but I still would need a catalyst to start me on the last part of the journey. That catalyst would come all too soon. "Could we try that henna rinse another time?" Wendy asked. "I'd like to do it for you now, so you can get used to it, but I just don't feel up to it." I was beat too. I was absolutely exhausted! This had been a ... very long day for me. If I thought that I worked hard as a stockboy, I had another thing coming. I had never pictured a model's job as being this much work. I thought all you did was dress up nice, and smile pretty. This was work! There was a small shower stall as part of the toilet room that was connected to the dressing room, and Wendy let me use it first. When I came out, she was waiting in just a robe. It sort of made me conscious of my own nudity. I was just openly cavorting about in the nude. It would not have mattered to me if Wendy had done the same, but she had the modesty to cover up. "I guess I should have a robe too," I said with a blush rising in my cheeks. "Well..." replied Wendy. "After the type of session we just did there really isn't anything between us to hide, but you should get used to wearing one around the set most of the time. There are a lot of eyes around, and once they get a look, some of them think they're entitled to more. Save yourself a lot of trouble, and stay covered except when you're in front of a lens." I got back into my lingerie while Wendy was in the shower. She came out with a sort of nervous look on her face. She looked at me strangely for a long moment, and then said, "Okay, girlfriend. We only have one dressing room here, so remember that we're both supposed to be girls." With that, she took off the robe, and tossed it over the chair. Wendy was as pretty in the nude as she was in her street clothes. Her ...