1. Bobbi


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

    not giving him the rest, he will still keep coming back for more. Do you understand what I mean?&#034 I did understand. I understood more about myself, more about Edith, and more about being a woman. Edith was always just a little bit wiser than I would at first give her credit for at any moment. She gave the impression of being a sweet, middle-aged lady, but inside beat the fiery heart of a philosopher. I liked being around her. == * == The smell of coffee wafting into my room finished the job that my alarm clock had started a few minutes earlier. I really did not want to get up, but I still had some job hunting to do. Had it been up to me, I would have taken today to just be lazy, but Edith would not have let me do that. She had told me that I needed to find a job soon, so I had to work at it. My &#034mom&#034 was sweet and gentle in a lot of ways, but she could be a stern task-mistress when she wanted to be. This was one of those times she wanted to be. I dragged myself out of bed, and put a robe over the skimpy, baby-doll nightie that I had slept in. I did not have to dress for breakfast, and I was going to go back to bed for a little while after Edith left anyway. The only job hunting I was going to do today was putting in applications at some of the larger companies in Manhattan. I also had a rehearsal for the G.G.Girls chorus line this evening, so I would not leave until just after lunch, go to two or three offices in mid-town to put in applications, and then directly ...
    to &#034The Gilded G****&#034 for the rehearsal. I ran my fingers through my hair to straighten it enough for breakfast, and headed for the kitchen. Sarah was in the kitchen, and poured me a cup of coffee when I arrived. &#034Drink,&#034 she said. &#034You will feel more of awake. You are not getting dressed? You are not going into The City today?&#034 I took a sip of coffee, and said, &#034Later, grandma. I'm going in later to look for a job, and I've got a dance rehearsal tonight, so I'll be a little late.&#034 Sarah nodded, and poured a third cup of coffee. I turned to see Edith coming in for her breakfast. &#034Try not to be too late at rehearsal, dear,&#034 she said. &#034You may have to get up early again tomorrow. Job hunting is not something you should let up on if you're serious about it. It's good to do some every day until you find one. It's the only way.&#034 Edith would not say anything that was directly critical of me, so that was her way of reminding me that I had to keep on looking for a job. She obviously thought I should be out doing that this morning, and was mildly displeased that I was waiting until after lunch. She was probably right, but I just wanted to stay home this morning. Something inside said it was right to do it. Edith left for work, and I headed back to my bedroom. I do not think I actually slept, but I lay there for a couple of hours in a sort of daze, thinking about everything and nothing, and dozing on and off. Around ten-thirty I heard the ...
«12...193194195...224225»