1. Bobbi


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

    three o'clock, and took a shower. I would have liked to indulge myself in a bubble bath to be soft and perfumed for Peter, but that would just be a waste with all the exertions coming up in the show. I had a little something to eat with Margo afterward, and then made ready to dress for the evening. I decided to go to &#034The Gilded G****&#034 in casual clothes, but take a nice dress along for Peter to walk me home in. I have always been partial to clingy knit jersey sheaths, so I carefully folded my kelly green one with the high d****d neckline in front, and not much of a back into my dance bag. I also put in a green satin slip, bra, garter- belt, and panties set to go with the dress. I did want for Peter to take me out on a real date before I let him get me into bed, but I also wanted all of my clothes to be as sexy as they could be just in case the temptation was too great later. Always be prepared. I put on an everyday bra and panties, and covered these with a cable knit sliver-grey sweater top, and a skirt made of blue denim. It came to an inch above the top of my knee, and I really liked the whistles I got when I set my legs off with sheer stockings, and grey pumps to match the sweater. I tossed all the rest of my stuff in the bag, and went to the apartment door to leave. Margo had gotten dressed too, and was waiting by the door to walk to the club with me. We talked quite a bit for the short distance from our house to &#034The Gilded G****&#034. We did not get much ...
    chance to do that even though we shared the apartment. My schedule and her drinking prevented us from seeing all that much of each other when we were both sober and lucid. We needed more time together. We got to &#034The Gilded G****&#034 around 5:30PM. Margo headed straight for the bar, and ordered a drink. I told her that I was not drinking until after the show, and headed to the dressing room to put my dance bag in my locker. I returned to the bar, and talked to Margo a bit more. She and I were still good friends as well as roommates even if her drinking was a little difficult to take. I honestly wanted to help her, but I do not think that she recognized that it was a problem at all. I did not know it then, but we would both have to face up to her problem in future. Not tonight, though. This was not a night for confrontation. &#034Well, I see you made it in plenty of time,&#034 came a voice from behind me. It was the ubiquitous Billie starting her job of shepherding us around for Tina. Billie was another one who seemed to live at &#034The Gilded G****&#034 all the time. I never saw her anywhere else, and she was always somewhere about whenever I was in the club. I wondered where she really lived, and how she lived. Just feminine curiosity, I guess. Tina appeared at precisely 6:00PM, sharp. She made a regal sort of entrance in a full-length cocktail dress covered in blue and green sequins, and a sliver fox jacket. She walked slowly, but deliberately to the back of the club, ...
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