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Chapter 16 Chrissie & Kate
Date: 8/18/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
working girls, was the only one left in the room. "Do you want to go out for a drink after work?" she asked, surprising me completely. "Just you and me, I'd rather not have your mother join us although I've got nothing against her. Let's go out and have some fun. We haven't really talked since you started working here." "Wow, sure," I replied, suddenly happy again. "That would be great. I had kind of a hectic weekend and it would be good to let off some steam." If I had been born a real girl I would have liked to be exactly like Kate. I will admit I am a pretty hot t-girl, but in my fantasies I would like to be a real woman just like her. She's sexy, beautiful and confident and comes off as quite intelligent. She's completely open about being a hooker and has the confidence to actually make men overlook that fact and still fall for her. Kate laughed when she saw me attach the sanitary pad to my granny knickers and put my soaked lacy panties into a small plastic bag before I put them in my handbag. She was fascinated with my little prick and asked me if it was OK if she could just touch it briefly. It was not only OK; it was if a jolt of electricity ran through me as she delicately handled it between two fingers. She finally dropped it from her grasp and I finished dressing and we left before mommy could join us in the room. We ended up in a trendy crowded Mayfair pub, not far from Derek's brothel, and caused quite a stir when we entered, ... wearing short skirts, heels and clingy tops. The mainly male clientele quickly quieted when they spotted us. "Let's get a table as far away from the creeps as possible," Kate whispered to me. "If we sit too close to the bar we'll be hassled by loser after loser." "That's fine with me," I said, laughing. "It might surprise you to know that even though I am screwed by about a dozen guys a day I'm not attracted to men whatsoever." We found a table in the corner and ordered a bottle of house white, which was served quickly along with two glasses. Kate poured the wine and we clinked our glasses together in a toast before taking our first sip. "You know I am curious about you," she said, putting her hand on top mine. "You are some mysterious creature who looks like a beautiful young ingénue but has a tiny penis. You've got an innocent look about you but I don't think you are very innocent at all. In fact, if we scratched your surface even a little bit there would be some very strange things hidden under there. I've got a pretty wicked mind too." "Do you have boyfriends?" I asked. "I mean real boyfriends, not the men who are your regular customers." "Not really, in fact, not at all," she replied. "Men bore me. Women do too, particularly the ones we work with. You don't bore me, though. Frankly, you are the first person who has really interested me and I am developing a thing for you." That's when she began to ...