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My Halloween Date Was A Drag!!!
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My Halloween Date Was A Drag!!! I bought fifty dollars worth of weave and a relaxer to put in my hair. It took me three hours just to do my nails. I even shave my face, legs and chest for this. It was easy picking the fur, the heels, my bag, even the make-up was cool, but deciding between the last two dresses was a bitch! But when it was over, so was I. Folana Labelle was my name, and having a damn good time was my game, at least for that night. So my happy ass strutted into the first bar. I went looking for a familiar face, but I didn't find one. The bartender didn't recognize me, but she did give me a nice, strong, hard, Long Island Iced Tea. It made me a little loopy, but comfortable enough to snap my fingers and eventually dance to the music. I went out back to smoke a Capri Menthol 120, a long, skinny cigarette that actually packed a wallop, and when I came back in, a nice looking guy named Alan had bought me a drink. So I spent a few moments with him, let him smell my Patti LaBelle Girlfriend perfume and played with his chest hair with my nails. You know, it is easier to sing like a bitch than it is to speak like one. I tried to mimic Diana Ross on "Ain't No Mountain High Enough." Eventually, I left a lipstick stain on his collar and I left. The second and third bars were right next to one another. The first one wasn't very friendly towards me, but a well<b> endowed </font></b>cowboy took a liking to me so I hung out with him for a spell. He tried to teach me to line dance, bought me a drink, and figured out that most of my parts were real. I did much better at the other bar, where this sexy guy and I played strip pool. Why he wouldn't play when he was in his underwear is beyond me. And I made out with another sexy, well<b> endowed </font></b>guy for some time before I decided to head for home. Walking home though was a problem. See, even with the messed up hair and smeared lipstick, I still looked good enough to sex, at least to one older guy who kept following me in his truck. Even in my altered state, I was trying to come up with some way to get out of the situation, so I ducked into another bar. Not being too acquainted with it, I ordered a drink and sat down at the end of the bar where no one was. I had made it halfway through my cocktail when a sexy, young man came up to me and asked if I was male or female. I didn't quite get it, because he had been talking to two females before he walked over to me, but I told him male and showed him my Adam's apple. Apparently, there was a bet going on about me, and I was impressed that even at the end of the night, I might have come across as passable. He won the bet and bought me a drink. His name was Kevin and he didn't leave far from the bar. When I told him why I was in there, he said I could spend the night at his place, clean myself up and get home in the morning. Now I'm not one to kiss, show and tell, but I will say a few things about him. In addition to being an absolute sweetheart, he was actually quite attractive. Long, curly strawberry blond hair, gorgeous blue eyes, lean built with a hairy chest, a beautiful ass and one hell of a cock. I learn all of this when I gave him a rubdown before we went to bed. Yes, he even shared his bed with me. But I was a lady and the southern belle my mother raised me to be, and he was a perfect gentleman. However, if you ever do decide to try life on the other side of the fence, even if just for a night or a few hours, I truly would appreciate it if you came a callin'. I would love to return your generosity and hospitality!!! |
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