1. Bobbi


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

    this?&#034 I was both surprised and pleased at the frankness of her question. Her look told me that she would be sympathetic to whatever I had to tell her even if I did not yet know why she was being so open with me about it. I proceeded to tell her my story. &#034Edith,&#034 I began, &#034I told you this morning that I was Gay. That isn't quite the truth. I was born a boy, but I have never felt like one all my life. A Gay man is attracted to other men. I'm attracted to men, but in the way that a woman is attracted to a man. My feelings and emotions are also those of a woman, and not a man. It took me a long time to realize it all, but I'm more female than male, and I'm going to be the woman that I really am. I'm already living as a woman except for this job, and I'm looking for the first chance I get to change that too.&#034 I stopped to take a sip of water, and then continued, &#034The last part is the surgical operations to finish the job, and I'm eventually going to have that done too! That is who I am.&#034 I sat back when I finished my story to see Edith's reaction. She smiled, and said, &#034That's what I had hoped you would say.&#034 &#034Bob,&#034 Edith said. I interrupted her to say, &#034If you really accept what I am, call me 'Bobbi'. I spell it with an 'i', but most people think it is the male nickname with a 'y' when they hear it.&#034 She chuckled at this. &#034All right,&#034 she said, &#034Bobbi, there's something about you that I'm very drawn to. Please ...
    don't think I am being silly when I tell you why.&#034 I assured her that she did not even have to tell me, but she insisted. I was just happy to have her as an understanding friend. &#034There has always been something about you,&#034 Edith began, &#034that has felt strangely familiar to me. I couldn't tell until the 'change' in your appearance what it was, but I felt it all the same. When you started letting your hair grow, and dressing like that, I saw more clearly what I had been looking at, but not quite seeing all along. Let me show you what I mean.&#034 Edith reached into her purse, and took out an old wallet. Just then the waitress appeared at our table. &#034What'll it be, ladies!&#034 she said snapping her gum as she took our order. Edith and I smiled at each other in silence. I had passed another test. The mouthy New York City waitress had seen me as a woman, and nothing less. If I ever needed proof of what was meant to be, I had it now. There was, from that instant, never another question about any of it in my mind. The waitress brought our meals, and as we ate, Edith returned to the wallet. She opened it to an old photograph, and handed it to me. It was the picture of a young woman of about my age. She was dressed in clothing that looked old-fashioned, but in keeping with the apparent age of the photo. As I examined it more closely, I saw something more. I began to see a marked resemblance to me! It was by no means my double, but the woman in the picture could have ...
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