1. Bobbi


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

    change from my robe and nightie into something suitable for job hunting. My dark blue dress with the high neckline and three-quarter sleeves seemed best for this purpose. This might have been the era of the mini-skirt, but there were better ways to dress for a job interview. I like showing off my body, but I did not want to appear as some little chippie who would spend most of her time by the water cooler flirting with the office-boy. The dress had a skirt that fell to just the top of my knees. That would show enough to get the personnel manager interested, but not enough to get him to make a pass at me. The dress had a little trim of white lace at the neckline and cuffs, and a white leather belt, so white leather pumps with three inch heels were the order of the day along with a white leather handbag. Red lipstick was my favorite, but I did not want to come on that strong. A dark shade of pink did the job nicely, and did went fine with the clear nail polish that I had used to do my nails on Sunday. It was still only eight-thirty in the morning when I emerged from my room for my day of job hunting. &#034That's for you from Edith,&#034 said Sarah pointing to something on the kitchen table. &#034She said Thomas get it for you.&#034 On the table was a copy of today's New York Times. Edith had apparently sent Thomas, the doorman, to get it, and bring it up here while I was dressing. At least she had not told him to open it to the &#034help wanted&#034 ads, but the message was ...
    still clear. Edith was pushing, but she had good reason to push. It was what I needed, and she knew it. I had always needed some sort of push to get me to do anything. I did not know why that was. Maybe if I had been different, things would have gone in another direction. There is no way of knowing. I do know, however, that no matter how much it annoyed me at times, Edith was there to give me the motherly push I needed, and no matter how much it annoyed me at times, I was always grateful afterwards that she had been there to do it. Now was no exception. The &#034help wanted&#034 ads that I felt I could confidently answer were few. Most of what was in the newspaper specified that experience at the job was necessary. Those are the most daunting words that any job hunter can see. That is especially true for someone like me who was looking for their &#034first&#034 job. How does one get experience if no one will hire you in the first place? That is actually a rationalization, for there are many entry level jobs available, but they are not always advertised in the newspaper. They are found through schools, personal referrals, and word of mouth. My problem was that I did not seem to have any access to those sources. The newspaper was my only doorway into the job market. I did manage to find five ads that appeared as if I might fit the jobs they described. Three were from stores looking for salesgirls, and two were office jobs. All were in mid-town Manhattan either in the Times Square ...
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