1. Bobbi


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

    probably could have made it from the department store to home, and from home to the interview just as fast by walking as by taxi with all the midtown traffic, but I wanted to look my best for the interview. I was nervous enough about it without adding being tired and out of breath from walking fast in heels to that. There was a cab dropping off a pudgy, middle-aged woman in a full-length mink coat in front of the department store, and I hopped in when she got out. Dressed in jeans and loafers as I was there was no teasing the driver with a quick peek up my skirt in his rear-view mirror this time. All I could do was tell him where I wanted to go, and sit back as we made our way through the Manhattan bustle. Today could be the day that I turned the corner. If this interview worked out it could be the start of me being able to both live and work as a woman on a full-time basis. I wanted that so very much. The jeans I wore were tight and sexy enough to almost be women's jeans, but they were not. I wanted to be in a skirt and heels all the time. The taxi deposited me in front of my apartment building a few minutes later. I paid the driver, and got out. I wasted no time in getting upstairs to my apartment. I had a lot to do, and not much time to do it. I really had to look all female today. Once in the apartment, I went into my bedroom, and stripped off every stitch of clothing. I took a long look at myself in the full-length mirror. My penis was out of its usual tuck back between ...
    my legs, so what I saw was a rather strange looking, long haired, and very effeminate boy. I vowed then that this would be the last time that anyone would ever see me in that context if I could at all help it. I was about to be interviewed for a job as a woman, and that was the way that I would present myself from then on. I tucked my penis back between my legs. That was where it was going to stay until I found the way to have it removed. It was the last barrier to my being a completely female as I could be. I wanted it cut off as soon as possible. I reached into my closet, and got out a pink satin robe which I pulled around me. I just about had time for a quick shower, so I went into the bathroom to let the warm, soapy water wash away the thoughts of the morning spent as a boy. I had to be more woman that I had yet been this afternoon. The people who would be interviewing me had me listed as a woman, and to get the job, I could do nothing at all that would give them any other impression. I might be able to let a few details slide once in a while when I was at &#034The Gilded G****&#034 with the rest of the drag queens, or even out on the street under no more scrutiny than the quick glance of a passer-by, but this was different. These people wanted female models, and they were going to look all of us who showed up for the job over very carefully. I had to look good enough to best the real girls who would be there. I had to be all the woman I could possibly be. I stepped out ...
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