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Rodeo Girl
Date: 9/30/2023, Categories: Transgender & Crossdressers, Author: byCristal_di_Canta
... horses and American history than a proper Rodeo as neither I, Eileen nor Maureen could find a way to manage the cattle in a way that did not bother us in terms of hurting the animals. Instead we were going to have barrel racing, pole racing, steer daubing and hopefully some bronc riding. There were going to be a lot of concessions selling western food and craft goods and several side-shows of western activities too, with Rob offering to show off several of his skills and his hot body too no doubt! The one thing we never talked about was the Rodeo Queen. All the girls were secretly being far too competitive about that. I'm not going to lie, I did want to win it, and I had already talked to the hair salon about hair extensions and ordered a pair of tassel covered show chaps, but I had far too much to be getting on with for it to be at the forefront of my mind. ~~~***~~~ 8 Pelican Bay Mom lent me her car so I could drive down to Pelican Bay, giving me a bit of a lecture about being careful and telling me quite specifically to not do any drugs. She hated LA and was not particularly happy about me mixing with film-types. The fact that George was gay did not put her mind at ease one bit for obvious reasons. I promised to be good and, strictly speaking, I was not lying, as I meant being good at whatever I got up to, rather than being a saint. She didn't need to worry though as I wanted to enjoy myself and would not be taking drugs as firstly I totally didn't need them to ...
... have a good time and secondly I wanted to live my best life, enjoy it and remember it, not live in a cloud of drug induced haze. The weather forecast was for a bit of a heat wave and so I had already ordered a special bikini with a tight, thick inner lining that was ideal for girls who needed to hide something. It was pale blue with pink pelicans on it. I had also bought a regular white tie bikini that left little to the imagination in case I got horny or relaxed enough to reveal the fact that I was packing a bit extra. I had also put in several of my best outfits and got some new make-up from Mom as I was hoping for some more great photos. I drove down early Saturday morning to avoid the traffic and worse of the heat and arrived in time for a late breakfast. George greeted me wearing white Bermuda shorts and a tight shirt and showed me to my room which was, to put it mildly, out of this world. It had its own picture window and balcony with a view across the sea. I had a shower and put on my safe bikini, a generous layer of waterproof factor fifteen and revisited my make-up. I slipped on my cotton robe and headed down to the outside half of the pool where he showed me to the table. From nowhere a maid appeared with a tray containing fresh orange and a selection of pastries, all still warm. We sat and talked and enjoyed some iced coffees before taking a plunge in the pool. I was ever so slightly nervous, but I need not have been, the bikini was brilliantly designed and ...