1. Bobbi


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

    be lucky enough to get this job. There was only one way to find out. I ascended to the stage, and took my place in line. We all formed a long line across the stage against the backdrop curtain. There was just barely enough room up there for all of us. We must have looked like a cross between a police line-up and a chorus line. One of the men from our tiny audience came up on stage, and handed each of us a large card with a number on it. He took our name and address forms too, and wrote the number we had from the card onto them. Attached to each card was a large loop of cloth ribbon. &#034Put this around your neck with the number hanging in front,&#034 he said, and went back to his seat. Jack then came up to us with a raincoat over his arm, and said, &#034What we want you to do is the following. Each of you will put this coat on, and walk to the end of the runway. There you will open it to show the lining, do a turn, close the coat, and return to your place in line. Then take off the coat, and pass it to the next girl in line. Please wait in the line until everyone has a chance, and do not start down the runway until we call your number. We may also ask some of you to model the coat a second time. If you all cooperate, we will be finished soon.&#034 Jack then gave the coat to the number one girl, and went to take a seat with the others. Some of the women on stage shuffled their feet nervously, and looked like they did not know what to do with their hands while we waited for ...
    Jack and the others to get a good look at us before we modeled the coat. I f***ed myself to move as little as possible. I was trying to show that I had the poise of a professional model. I hoped Jack noticed. &#034All right!&#034 called Jack out of the darkness of the audience as the stage lights came on. &#034Could we have number one on the runway, please?&#034 The girl wearing the number one put on the coat, and headed down the runway. She was pretty enough, but with a touch of stiffness in her walk. I was number six, so I adopted a slight pose in the way I was standing, and waited my turn. It did not take long. &#034Six, please!&#034 came Jack's voice out of the offstage gloom at last. I took the coat from the brunette who had just finished her audition, and put it on. My heart was beating a little faster than normal, so I took a deep breath. It was my turn in the spotlight. I walked as light and delicately as I could down the runway with just a hint of a wiggle in my hips, and my prettiest smile on my face. I reminded myself not to walk too fast, so they would have the chance to look me over well. The knowledge that Jack and the others were out there in the dark looking over every detail of me was a turn-on, and my penis twitched a little in its tuck back between my legs in my panties. I did my best to ignore it, and held my head high to look my best. At the end of the runway I opened the coat, and held the right side out to model the lining while I did my turn. I did not ...
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