A Shemale Vacation Part 2

I could hear the muffled sounds of her conversation with the others. I could just about make out her saying what sounded like "she's ready, she's hot, she'll make a fortune". I knew that she was about to bring up my first client and I was flooded with a combined feeling of fear and anticipation. My body was tense but alive with feeling. I was terrified of what was about to happen and yet willing it to go ahead. I loved the feel of these slutty female clothes. I loved the look of my sexy female self. I wanted to play the part of a sexy whore, even though I was a complete virgin and incredibly nervous at the same time.

I heard footsteps on the stairs again and Saskia came back into the room only now she was no longer alone. My heart skipped a beat in fearful anticipation as she brought her companion into the room, the first person to see me as a girl. Fortunately, as far as I could tell, his reaction was pretty positive as he scanned my slender sexy body in my tiny skirt and thigh high boots.

"This is the new girl," Saskia said to him, "Tamsyn is a virgin," she explained, attaching a new feminine name to my enticing new look, "So you'll be the one to take her cherry. That'll be a big extra cost for you."

"It looks like it will be worth it," said the man, he was middle aged, probably about as old as my dad, but in good shape and quite attractive in an unremarkable way, with short greying hair and glasses, "She is a very pretty girl. I will be happy to make her a woman."

"This is Frank," Saskia said to me, "He has a wife but he likes his girls with something extra so he comes here too. He is a very good lover and will be good for you. I'll leave you two together."

I became even more nervous when Saskia left the room and it was just me and this Frank guy I had only just met. My nerves didn't really improve when he started to strip from his clothes and pile them neatly on the other side of the room.