1. Bobbi


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

    another appointment to go to, and she did not want to be late. We said the usual things about going shopping together some time, and spending time just making &#034girl talk&#034 some evening. I liked Judy, and I would not mind having her for a friend, but I wondered if we would ever get to doing those things. Everybody said it to each other, but it only happened for real once in a while. I decided to walk home. It was only about half past four, and I thought I might do a little shopping along the way. Actually I wanted to celebrate! I had pulled off something that other TV's only dreamed about. Not only had I gotten a job as a woman, but I had gotten a job that would be envied by almost any real woman! I was floating on a cloud! It was almost too good to be true. I turned toward 5th Avenue, and started walking up the street. If I was going to buy something to celebrate this momentous occasion, I wanted it to be something nice, and all the best shops were there. I even toyed with the idea of going into the store where I worked, but I was afraid that someone might recognize me. Just as I started walking, I heard someone call my name. It was Tom. I walked over to where he was standing, and returned the greeting. He said, &#034I've been waiting for you to come out, and I hoped you'd be alone. I'd like to talk to you away from the others in private.&#034 I was puzzled by this, but curious too, so I said, &#034Sure, what's on your mind?&#034 Tom shook his head, and said, &#034Not ...
    here. There's a bar just up the street. Could I buy you a drink?&#034 &#034Okay,&#034 I answered, so we walked to the bar, and went inside. I did not understand why he wanted to talk to me this way. The bar was dark inside compared with the sunlight outside. It was a nice place. This was not some seedy dive. It was not elegant, but it was clean with a barman in a uniform. It was the sort of place where garment center area executives went for lunch, or for a drink after work. We went to a booth opposite the bar, and sat down. The cocktail waitress was there immediately. &#034What would you like, Bobbi?&#034 Tom asked. I wanted to say champagne to go with the way I was feeling, but I settled for a gin and tonic. Tom ordered a scotch and water, neat, and the girl went to the bar for the drinks. When she went away, I asked, &#034What's on your mind, Tom?&#034 Tom lit his pipe, and looked thoughtful for a moment. He leaned forward to me, and said, &#034You got that job on your own merit, but you didn't tell us quite everything about you. Did you?&#034 I was rather taken aback by this, so I asked, &#034What do you mean?&#034 Just then the waitress returned with our drinks. The conversation stopped while she put them down, and we took our first sips. &#034Don't worry,&#034 Tom said as he put down his drink. &#034I'm not going to say anything about it. Your secret is safe. An associate of mine and I caught the show at 'The Gilded G****' a week or so ago. I sometimes go there looking ...
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