Crossdressing Stories: The Perfect Birthday Gift
Crossdresser Stories, Book 22
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Narrado por:
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Jupiter Grant
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Hellen Heels
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“No, no, not at all. Please keep on talking. I love hearing your voice and your words.”
“You do?”
“Of course I do.”
“But you said you are feeling dizzy. Are you getting bored with me already?”
She sighed. “Mark darling, I am only commending you and the way you make me feel. Don’t you understand?”
“Okay, I think I do now.”
“So, what were you saying?”
“Yeah, it is about the dinner and birthday gift I have planned for you.”
“I see. And when would that be?”
“Anytime in the evening that would be convenient for you.”
“Okay. That means after I close from work?”
“Yes, Jenny. What time do you think you would be through today?”
“I should be done by seven this evening.”
“Okay. So we can meet by, say, eight?”
“Eight would be just perfect. Where would we meet?”
“There is on hotel on Melrose Street.”
“A hotel? You mean The Blue Bell?”
“Yes, that one.”
“Are you booking a room for us there?”
“A room? No, no, no, not that. I am booking a table for us at their restaurant.”
“Oh, I see. For the dinner?”
“Yes, just for the dinner.”
“I thought...anyway, never mind.”
“You thought what?”
“I thought that you would have booked a room for us there.”
“But Jenny, it’s just a private birthday celebration.”
“Yes, I know.”
“It is not a vacation, Jenny.”
“So, is that why you don’t think we need a room together?”
“Jenny. What do we need a room for when it is just a dinner?”
“Yes, I know it is just a dinner. But don’t you think it could lead to other things?”
“Other things? Other things like what?”
She ran her fingers through her long hair. “Mark darling, don’t you think we could end up having a night together?”
“A night together? Aren’t we having dinner anymore?”
“Yes, we would have dinner.”
“And isn’t that going to be a night together?”
“Mark darling, I am not referring to just the dinner.”
“Really? Then what are you referring to?”
“I am referring to what happens after our dinner together.”
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