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... there she was, and seeing her coming toward where I was seated I thoughts,“Oh my god,” she really was cute, just like her profile.

Sliding out of the booth to greet her, I shook her hand and as we sat back down, I asked, “How’s it going?”

It was simply meant to start a conversation, and when I heard her cute feminine voice, I couldn’t help but smile. She wasn’t very tall, being I was 6’2”, but she was definitely tall for a girl, probably 5’8”. Smiling as I continued to stupidly look at her, I thought, “Man,” she had such a pretty face, and the red lip stick, big fake eyelashes, and being she was wearing make up, I couldn’t help but think, “She really was a girl.”

We eventually ordered drinks, and a bite to eat, and as we sat there talking, I felt she was kind of nervous too, worrying if I found her attractive, but really she had nothing to worry about. She was wearing some baggy torn faded blue jeans that hid her slight frame, and a tight white high neck cap sleeve shirt that accentuated her boobs, especially with the two clouds and rainbow design across the chest. She really had a nice body, and as I continued to check her out as we sat there talking, I couldn’t help but continually glance down at her chest.

Looking at her, it was obvious she wasn’t wearing a bra, she really didn’t need one, being she had firm little breasts and when I saw her hard little nipples pushing to get out, and that it looked like she must have nipple piercings, I embarrassingly looked ...

... up.

“Oh my god,” I thought, but seeing her smiling, and then look down at her own chest, I realized she had caught me gawking. Looking down at her tits too, I figured she must have implants; they couldn’t be that perfect, and as I stumbled over my words, trying to gather my thoughts, she again looked up smiling. Adjusting her top, she ended up looking me up and down briefly, which made me awkwardly smile, and when Bunny suddenly looked up at me, she asked, “How old are you?”

“How should I answer,” I thought, but figuring she already knew from my profile, I said, “I’m 40,” and then nervously asked, “Am I too old for you?”

I had actually lied about my age on my profile, and I prayed I wasn’t too old, and after a smile and a shake of her head telling me no, she asked, “Have you ever been with a TS?”

Smiling shyly, I told her, “To be honest, no,” and after a pause I leaned forward and said, “but I’m open to giving it a try.”

It made her smile too, and when I jokingly asked, “Where’s your bunny ears,” she smiled, and as we continued to innocently flirt with each other and she played footsie’s with me under the table, I felt the date was actually going pretty good. Eventually, when there was another lull in our conversation, she suggested we leave, saying, “Why don’t we go to your place,” and then continued by saying, “so we can get to know each other a little more.”

I knew exactly what she was leading to, I felt the same way, and after telling her, “Sure,” we both ...