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Bobbi
Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: Gay Male, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
lasts two hours, and the fee is twenty dollars a class." I agreed, so Toni took my name, and told me what I would need to bring with me to the class. I already had all of it with what Tina had me buy as rehearsal clothes. Toni added, "The classes will be every Friday evening after that except when we close for vacation. We'll see you Friday, luv!" I said good-bye, and hung up the telephone. I had taken the little step. With a little, but not much, more confidence, I picked up the telephone again, and prepared to take the big step. This time it rang only twice before a businesslike female voice answered, "Dr. Benjamin's office." I was breathing quickly, and my heart was pounding as I said, "I want to speak to the doctor about..." I hesitated, and then said, "...sex change surgery." It was out now. I expected a little surprise from the voice on the other end of the line, but it was very matter of fact in saying, "The doctor is only accepting a limited number of new cases. I can give you a thirty minute consultation one week from Wednesday. It will cost fifty dollars." It all sounded very mechanical but I made the appointment, and hung up. I was on my way toward the goal that I had set, but I was more than a little scared. I sat back in Mr. Conlin's chair. The indifference of the doctor's receptionist was not what I had expected, nor was Toni's quick acceptance of me. I guess I was falling into the trap of believing that I was the ... only one in the world like me. A lot of transsexuals have that problem. They think that their situations are unique, and miss a lot of acceptance, support, and help because of it. There was a part of the world out there that was willing to accept me for who I was. I was only starting to get in touch with it. There was another business card in my bag bearing a number that I had been meaning to call for quite a while. I decided to try it now, and see what would happen. The telephone had barely rung when a voice said, "Shapiro and Tobin!" I put on my sexiest voice, and said, "Hello. Is Peter available?" "Just a moment!" came a cheerful reply. I wondered if he would remember me. I had met Peter on my first night in drag two months ago. We had danced one dance at "The Gilded G****" that night, and he had given me his business card asking that I call him. The card showed that he worked in a law office, so I supposed that he was a lawyer. "Hello? This is Pete. May I help you?" said Peter's voice after a few seconds. "Peter," I said as sexy as I could, "this is Bobbi. We met at 'The Gilded G****' a few weeks ago, and you asked me to call." There was a short pause before he exclaimed, "Bobbi! I was wondering if you were ever going to call me. I haven't been into the bar, or I would have looked for you there. When can I see you?" I got very excited by his reaction. I had only seen him for an hour or so that night, but I liked ...