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Bobbi
Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: Gay Male, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
by my office this afternoon? I have something I'd like to talk to you about." I wondered for a moment what he wanted to talk about. From the way he was looking at me, I was sure that he had recognized me as the Drag Queen prostitute that he had bought a blow-job from on Saturday night. He somehow seemed to like looking at me, though, so he was not angry. I was confused, but there was only one way to find out what was on his mind. "All right," I said as I headed for my department. "I'll be up around 2:15PM after lunch." The c***dren's Shoes Department was quiet when I arrived. This was normal, for I was usually the first one in each morning, but the lights in the office were already on. Edith, our departmental secretary, had come in a little early, so I bid her "Good morning!" in a cheery voice as I entered. "Good morning, Bob," she answered, and after looking at my more effeminate than usual appearance added, "My, but don't you look nice today!" Her tome was that of a sincere compliment, and I thanked her as I sat down at the desk next to hers. She stared at me for a long moment, and then said, "Bob, we don't get much chance to just talk. I like you very much. Can I ask you a personal question?" I looked at her as I sipped at the coffee that I had brought with me. I wondered what was on her mind. I decided to find out, so I answered, "Sure." "Bob," Edith began, "you must know that some of the people ... around you have noticed a change in your appearance lately. I think that you look wonderful, but some of the others have said some things that..." Edith trailed off, so I jumped in with, "Edith, and you my friend?" My throat grew tight as I spoke. I wanted desperately to tell someone all about the me. I needed a friend beyond the collection of Drag Queens, cheating husbands, and petty hangers-on that populated "The Gilded G****" who passed for my friends since the rest of the world had cut me off. I hoped that Edith would be sympathetic, but I was scared! "Of course, Bob," Edith replied. I mustered my courage, and said, "I only ask that you keep this confidential between just you and I." Edith agreed, and I confessed, "I am what some people would call Gay. I have felt this way for a long time, but only lately I have really begun to understand all of it. Most Gay men are content to look and act like boys, but there is something in me that wants to go beyond that. I want..." Edith stopped me at that point, and surprised me by saying, "You know you make a better appearance as a girl than a boy anyway. I know what you want to do. I have read enough about it to have a good idea of what you may be going through. I don't claim to understand it, but if that is what this is all about, I'm behind you if you need me." I was flabbergasted! The look in Edith's eyes told me that she was more than sincere in what she was saying. I knew then ...