1. Bobbi


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

    the two of you are here, so don't feel embarrassed in the dressing room. Your body is your instrument in dance, so don't be afraid to show it. The only thing I will NOT tolerate is anything sexual of any type in the dressing room or on the dance floor. You are just one of the women here, and I expect you to act like it. Do you understand me?&#034 I said that I did, and Toni directed me to the dressing room. I left her office, and headed there. I was on my way to becoming a dancer. There were two other doors in the wall of the rehearsal studio next to the one that led to Toni's office. The one on the middle bore the name &#034LIZ&#034 with a gold star a little smaller than the one on Toni's door, and the other just said &#034Dressing Room&#034 on it. I walked to the dressing room door, and was just about to push it open when Liz cam up behind me, and said, &#034Just a minute, Bobbi! Let me give you some things first. This is your I.D. card for the studio just in case I am not here, and here is your locker key. You have number 32. That's a lucky one. The last girl that had it is on Broadway now.&#034 I took the things she pushed toward me, and thanked her. It was now time to change, and get to work. Inside the dressing room was as plain as the rest of the studio. There were five or so girls in there when I entered, and all in various states of undress in the process of changing. I had been in locker rooms full of boys before, but this was the first time I had ever been in a ...
    girl's locker room. Three walls of the room were all lockers, and the remaining one was a long make-up table with mirrors and lights above. It looked just as I pictured any theater chorus dressing room would look. The center of the room was filled with benches for us to change on. I found my locker, and opened it. I set my canvas bag down on a bench, and started taking off my clothes. Toni had said that she had told the other girls that there were two TV's in the class, so I had nothing to worry about from them. I wondered who the other TV was, and how we would get along. One girl, however, spoke as I removed my bra. &#034Hi!&#034 she said. &#034My name's Pamela. What's yours?&#034 She was a rather ordinary looking woman, but pleasant enough. &#034Bobbi,&#034 I said with a smile. She smiled back, and said, &#034Oh, your one of the drags that Toni said were in the class. That's all right. I don't mind. My locker is next to yours, so maybe we can be friends here?&#034 I thought that might be a good idea, so I went along with it. I wanted to fit into this group here, so I needed all the friends I could find. I was just pulling my sweater over my head when a familiar voice said, &#034Well, hello Bobbi. Toni didn't tell me that you were the other TV in the class.&#034 The sweater popped off my head to reveal my friend Patty putting her own bag of rehearsal clothes on the bench. &#034This might be fun,&#034 I said with a smile of surprise on my face. &#034I thought you were in a more ...