The neon light at the Thirsty Hole was like a beacon that grabbed my
attention. I heard rumors around town that the Thirsty Hole was a hangout
for shemales. Tonight I was cruising bars and decided to see what a
shemale actually looked like. Now I'm a straight guy. Never really had
even considered having sex with a male. In fact, I'm married, although my
wife was a prude and sex was infrequent, I had never fooled around on her.
However, I was a little curious about shemales. Some of the ones I had
seen on the internet were pretty and I wanted to see what they looked like
in person.
The inside of the bar was dark and smoky. I could barely see as I made my
way past the pool table and up to the bar. The bartender was a burly man,
about 6'2, with a chest like a barrel. I ordered a Lite. He smiled as he
gave me the beer. I sat at the bar for a minute while my eyes adjusted. A
woman sat down next to me and put her hand on my leg.
"I never seen you in here before. Looking for some action?" Now if this
was a shemale then I need go no further. She was about the ugliest woman I
had ever seen. Her makeup was caked on and she looked like a cheap clown.
"I might be looking for some action, but not with you." I didn't like
being rude, but the creature next to me was certainly not appealing.
The woman, or whatever she was, snorted and got up and walked to the other
end of the bar where she joined a pack of similar looking creatures. If
they all look like this then I must not have been missing much.
I took my beer and went to grab a table towards the back. The table was
isolated and I would be able to see someone coming. I didn't want any more
surprises. My seat wasn't even warm when another creature broke loose from
the pack and headed over to my table. This one was a little better looking
but still obviously a man.
Before I could say don't sit down she sat down next to me. "Stella says
you don't want any company. I say if you don't want company you wouldn't
be in the Thirsty Hole. My name is Pam."
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