1. Bobbi


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

    that shopping that I had started out to do an hour or so ago. The crowds on 5th Avenue were at their height when I got there. It was about 5:30PM, and at that time of day all the offices had let out while some of the stores were still open. All of Manhattan's office f***e were either making their way home, or shopping along with me. Night was already starting to creep in at the edges of the lengthening shadows of twilight, so it would be dark in about an hour or so. I stepped into a lingerie shop, and began to browse around. I was looking at a baby-blue lace nightie when I noticed a young man staring at me. He was in his very early twenties or very late teens. I could see that under the sweater and slacks that he was wearing, he was slim with muscular limbs. He had a cute little baby face which smiled back at me when I looked at him. &#034Do you like this nightie?&#034 I said to him to break the ice between us. &#034I'm always interested in a man's opinion of such things.&#034 He looked at the whisp of nylon and lace, and answered, &#034I think you would look beautiful in it. My name's Alan. What's yours?&#034 &#034Bobbi,&#034 I said as coyly as I could. &#034Well, Bobbi,&#034 Alan said, &#034I could do with some dinner, but I hate eating alone. Would I be being too forward if I asked you to join me?&#034 The offer sounded good to me, so I agreed. I just had to be careful. He was straight as far as I could tell. It would not do for him to find out that I was not quite all ...
    the woman he obviously thought I was. I took his arm, and we walked up 5th Avenue to a restaurant on 45th Street just east of 8th Avenue. It was a nice evening for a walk, so we did not bother with a taxi. Besides, all the talking we would do would let us get to know each other better. Alan lived over in New Jersey, and was actually home on leave from the Army. It was not a good time to be in the Army in those days of 1966, so I asked him what his next assignment was going to be. &#034I have orders for Viet-Nam,&#034 came his answer. As we talked more, I found out that he was going to a combat unit, and that he was due to leave in two days. He did not seem scared, but there was a definite uneasiness about him when we spoke of it then, or when it came up later in conversation over dinner. This was his last night in New York City before he left. We talked about a lot of things while we ate. He told me all about his training, and what he did in the Army. He talked about what he wanted to do when he got out. I told him that I was a dancer and a model, but that I was working in a department store while I got my career together. It was not a lie. I found myself liking Alan very much, and wanting to talk more to him. He suggested that we go for a walk after dinner, but I said, &#034No, I think that I would like to sit and talk for a while. We could go to my apartment near here, but just talk, okay?&#034 Alan agreed, and promised to be a gentleman. I wished that I did not have to ask ...
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