My First Time Out Part 1

“No, it’s the truth, and I had nowhere to go tonight. I wanted to go clubbing, but didn’t have an ID card for ummm, you know, a woman,” pleaded Shayna.

Dominique said, “Well, I’m very pleased you stopped by.”

As Shayna wrenched the tight gaffe back into position, Dominique wrapped his muscular arms around her waist and his chest muscles were impending into her fake tits. She could feel the singe that this hard-body was generating throughout her nucleus.

As he held her chin up with his thumb and forefinger, he whispered in her ear, “It’s alright baby, I have a few shemale friends, but the reason I didn’t believe you is because you’re immaculate. From your pretty face to your petite body, and the manner you carry yourself with sex appeal. You’re a first class goddess! I’m not bi-sexual, but would treasure the idea of dating you,” Dominique stated.

At the same time Dominique lightly kissed her on the cheek, Shayna had tingly sensations up and down her spine.

She wrapped her thin fingers around his brawny neck, kissed him on the lips and said, “Thank you sir!”

Dominique left the room then returned with the tattoo-specialist named Gus. Gus had a measly body, greasy hair, and beady eyes. Evidently Dominique had explained to Gus all the facts about Shayna (the shemale). Dominique also must have told him the proximity of her tattoo, because as Dominique introduced Gus to Shayna, Gus instantly had suggestions about the position of her tattoo.

Gus actually talked Shayna into moving the bright red lips up above her tailbone. Unwaveringly he gloated about his artwork ability and told Shayna the small red lips would be a “come-on” just above a pair of low rider jeans. Gus promised her the word “COCKSUCKER” would be basted on much lower and be concealed, as long as she wore clothes. Shayna loved the ideas and concurred immediately.

Dominique pulled out a bottle of vodka from the freezer and poured a straight shot for Shayna.