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Bobbi

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

old, and it was not worth making a long explanation to her about me. I agreed with that. I wanted everyone to think of me as the woman that I am anyway, so there was no need to complicate things for Sarah. Things were going to be a little hectic for me that week, so we put it off for now. The next big step in my life was my first dancing class with Toni at the &#034Stage Door Dance Academy&#034 on Friday evening. After the session at the rehearsal of the &#034G.G.Girls&#034 chorus line, I wondered if I was up to it. My legs hurt right after the rehearsal, but that was nothing compared with the way they felt the next day! I could barely get out of bed on Wednesday morning. I was just not used to that much exercise, but I knew that was the only way to get what I wanted out of this. I steeled myself to what was ahead. Tina said that I should work at the dance exercises as much as I could until my muscles loosened up enough. It was not easy, but I did my best. I worked out in the living room of the apartment every night that week using the back of the sofa or a kitchen chair for a dancer's bar. Margo was playfully annoyed at this, but generally supportive. For all the problems that we had, we were very much like s****rs through it. The telephone rang at about 8:00PM on Wednesday night. I had just got home after shopping with Edith, and was getting ready to do my dance exercises. It was Peter. After a few pleasantries, he asked, &#034What are you doing on Saturday night? Could we ... have dinner?&#034 He wanted to take me out on a real date! No man had ever asked me out before, and I was thrilled. It was with a lot of sadness that I had to tell him, &#034We have a show at 'The Gilded G****' on Saturday, and I'm in the chorus line. I can have a drink with you between the shows, but I won't be free until about midnight.&#034 &#034That's all right,&#034 Peter responded. &#034I'd like to see the show, and if you're in it, that's so much the better, doll! Maybe I could take you home afterward.&#034 I liked the interest he was showing in me. I did, however, wonder if he had anything in mind for when he got me home after the show. It was not that I did not want him to get me into bed. I did want him to get me into bed, but I was sort of hoping that we could get at least one date in first. &#034That would be nice,&#034 I told Peter. &#034A girl can always use an e****t on these streets at night.&#034 He chuckled, and said, &#034Than it's a date! I'll see you at 'The Gilded G****' on Saturday night. Bye for now, doll!&#034 I said &#034good-bye&#034 too, and hung up. I was already looking forward to seeing him again. He was cute enough to daydream over while I exercised. The only other incident of sorts took place on Thursday morning. I was putting away some stock at work when Edith came out into the stockroom to get me. &#034There's a call for you in the office,&#034 she said. &#034It's Paul from Personnel.&#034 Edith and I exchanged knowing glances. She knew from ...