1. Bobbi


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

    know all about my lunch with Vinny. I told them most of the story. It made for good girl-talk, and a lot of giggles. I was learning more about what being a woman was like, and that is just what I wanted. Quitting time on Thursday came quickly enough. I was even a little bit excited about getting home as early as I could to meet Brian for our date. I had reason to feel that way too. I had been out on dates with many men, but this was really the first time that I would be going out with a Straight guy who had no idea that I was not quite all the woman that he thought he saw before him when he looked at me. The only other time that I had even come close to doing something like this was with Alan, but that was more of a quick pick-up than an actual date. Tonight with Brian was something very different. This was an actual, public, planned-out, boy and girl date! The hour between four and five o'clock in the afternoon dragged even before the hands of the clock seemed to freeze at four-fifteen. Nervously, I had gotten my coat out of the closet, and had it d****d over one of the chairs in the reception area for a quick getaway. &#034In a hurry tonight?&#034 asked Gwen on her way to the Ladies Room. &#034Sort of,&#034 I replied anxiously. &#034Y'all must be,&#034 she said. &#034Y'all usually aren't a clock-watcher. Look, Mr. Saxon isn't here, and it's quiet. Y'all go and scoot early. I'll watch the board. What's up? Y'all got a hot date or something?&#034 My coat was on in seconds. ...
    &#034Right the first time!&#034 I called back as I left. &#034I'll tell you about it at lunch tomorrow.&#034 I fairly flew home. Brian would be there to pick me up at seven, so I did not have all that much time to go home, and get ready. Maybe a girl is supposed to keep her e****t waiting, but that always seemed to be just a ruse to keep my dates interested when I thought they needed it. I try to be on time as much as I can be, so I am usually ready at the appointed hour, but once in a while I leave the man who is taking me out waiting for a few extra minutes to get him concentrating on me as he should be. Tonight, however, was not one of those times. Sarah was a little bit surprised to see me when I came in. &#034You home early,&#034 she said with an implied question in her voice. &#034Yes,&#034 I replied. &#034I have a date tonight, grandma. I'm going out with a boy I met.&#034 She smiled broadly, saying, &#034Good! Is nice boy, I hope. You like him? Maybe I be a great-grandmother someday?&#034 Sarah never really said much, but what she did say always hit home. She also had a rather strange, but well developed sense of humor. &#034Maybe,&#034 I replied coyly. Even after the surgery, when I would become all the woman I could be in this life, making Sarah a great-grandmother would be one of the few womanly things that I could never do. For all the surgeon's skill in cosmeticly constructing all the external structures of the female genitalia on a Transsexual's body, they could ...
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