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Bobbi
Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: Gay Male, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
Peter was there sitting at a table near the front. I wanted to do my best more than ever now. He could have just sat at the bar, or stood in the back. "The Gilded G****" charged a five dollar cover per show to sit at one of the tables around the stage while the show was going on. Peter's table was marked "Private", so that meant that he had paid twenty dollars for a private table. The card on the table also showed that he had it as his private table for the whole evening. This was 1966, so forty dollars was quite a bit to spend to see the same drag show twice. He really did want to see me! We were all lined up behind the curtain in kick line order when at exactly nine o'clock Tina, in her role as Mistress of Ceremonies, stepped onto the stage as the house lights dimmed, and the stage lights came up to start the show. I heard her give a brief synopsis of the acts, and then raise her voice to say, "...and the fabulous G.G.Girls!" The curtain parted, and we launched into a high-kick chorus line number to start the show. My stage debut had begun! The number lasted only a few minutes, and we parted the line in the middle to dance off into the wings as the next act, a comedy troupe of three Gay male acrobats, came out from backstage between us. We went to the dressing room to change to our show girl costumes. "Did your boyfriend show up?" asked Patty as we sat on the dressing bench to catch our breath. "Yes," I answered, "he's here! He's ... at a table alone on the right." Patty lit a cigarette, and took a deep puff. "I thought that was him," she said. "He's cute! Treat him nice, or I just might try to steal him away from you," she added with a laugh. We did our show girl numbers to back up one of the other acts, and Janet's songs which went over very well. During the songs I noticed that Margo had now joined Peter at his table, and I wondered what that was all about. One more costume change, and we were back on stage as a chorus line for the high-kick finale of the show. We had an hour and a half between shows, so I stripped off my leotard, and borrowed a plain blue shirtdress from Billie to go out and see Peter. "Hello!" said Peter standing to greet me as I approached his table. "You looked wonderful on stage!" he added as I kissed him in greeting, and we sat down. "Yes," said Margo. "I don't usually watch the shows, but I just couldn't miss your first one. I thought I recognized Peter here, and he was kind enough to ask me to join him for a cocktail." The comments sounded innocent enough, but it bothered me to have Margo sitting here with Peter. She was always trying to find ways to get involved in whatever I was doing especially if it involved men. At first it was just a sort of "big s****r" sort of thing, but it was already starting to change into something else. Margo was getting jealous of me. She saw me becoming the woman that she had wanted to ...