My names Dan and I own The Glass Cat. The Glass Cat is a Female Impersonator club, although lately were getting a lot of transsexuals, too. The club is pretty well-know, and and sometimes we get some big-name shemale porn stars in to do a show.
Our biggest draw is Tuesday nights. Tuesday night is dance content night. Sheboys come in from all over and dance and strip for cash prizes and exposure. We get a lot of different folks in the audience, so it works out well for the contestants and the audience.
Well, Ive been in this business for years. Ive never been particularly interested in the performers - I like my women with pussies! Still, I have to admit, some of these chicks are gorgeous, and you would never know from looking at them on the street or in a bikini that they didnt start out as women.
Anyway, a couple of weeks ago on Tuesday, we were having our usual Tuesday night. That is to say, the house was packed. Music was playing and our usual assortment of customers from every walk of life were watching the stage as 10 different "girls" danced and paraded their stuff to music. We had a pretty good group, all pretty and at least nominally talented. And then came the last dancer - her name was Iris.
Most of the "girls" that dance in our contest work in nearby dance clubs and come in on their night off to collect some extra money and have a good time. All the people that work in the clubs, we know each other. My dancers go to other contests on their nights off. There arent that many clubs, so its almost like were all family, or friends of family.
So the last dancer comes up and Ive never seen her before. Thats unusual. And she moves a little more like a real woman than the other "girls". She was about 511" with medium length red hair. She wasnt model-thin, she had full hips and big boobs with rounded thighs and a tight, round butt. And then I noticed something else, something that really surprised me.
I was noticing Iris l... Læs hele novellen
