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New Start
Date: 6/22/2024, Categories: Transgender & Crossdressers, Author: byMs_Redd
... Such a nice shape to that rear end! And the way her hips sway back and forth when she walks, chefs kiss! I could follow behind and watch her all day! Problem though is she doesn't like guys for anything more than friends. After I get the kitchen cleaned up I head to the room I am staying in. I was pretty tired myself. I was also feeling odd. Not bad odd, just odd. I couldn't explain why either so I figured I just needed to get some sleep. I must have been tired because I fell asleep almost as soon as my head touched the pillow. I woke up pretty early for some reason. Padding my way into the kitchen in my boxer briefs I brewed a cup of coffee and made some toast. I still felt odd. The best I could describe the sensation was I felt like I was a bolt of energy. There was a buzz deep in my bones that seemed to pulsate. I took a nice hot shower but that didn't help. Once I was dressed I went out and just wandered around hoping a walk would help it dissipate. There was a park close by and when the walk didn't work I tried to distract myself and do a little doodling. It had been a while since I had the time to do any art. Diane called to say that her last patient had canceled and asked if I wanted her to swing by and pick me up. I was only a block away and told her that I would just meet her there. I walked back to her house and got there a few minutes before she did. It must be nice to live so close to work that its only a five to ten minute drive. My commute is ...
... only twelve miles but it often takes forty minutes because of traffic. She waves me over to the entrance to the clinic and unlocks the doors. We go from room to room discussing her plans for what goes where. And I make sketches of different layouts that would utilize the space efficiently. The excitement in her voice and the gleam in her eye is all the thanks I need as she tells me over and over how appreciative she is for my help. We leave the clinic and after locking up we head to Toni's. Toni's is a little dive bar that is predominantly visited by woman. Pride flags adorn the walls and the TV's throughout the establishment played woman sports programs. I really liked the place. It's a lively little place but not obnoxiously loud. Toni ensured that it stayed that way too. Toni is a tall blonde gal with a thick southern accent. She has an athletic build bordering on muscular and she was a force to be reckoned with if trouble broke out. As we walk in she rushes over to us and gives us a huge hug. Now Toni is a well endowed woman and as I said very tall. Toni crushed Diane's face into her ample bosom. Diane of course loved every second of it. Fanning her grinning face when Toni finally released her, greetings were voiced and drinks were ordered. "How have you been Nick? When are you gonna stop pretending to be a guy and let me turn you into a fellow lesbian?" Toni said. I often wondered if she was being serious. She sounded like she was joking but it was often hard to ...