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Date: 2009-02-06, 1:25PM PST

My date last night said it was his first time with a T-Girl. He was a nervous wreck — quite endearing, actually. It took two beers to calm him down. I told him over email that there was no pressure, that if he didn’t feel comfortable we didn’t have to do anything.

We started kissing. He felt up my thigh-high sheer hoses until he touched my candy. When he tasted my candy his whole body went into a spasm. I believed him then that he was a virgin with a T-girl. He was so excited. He started whimpering with his jaws wrapped around my candy. It was the kind of sound you hear when a dog is waiting outside a coffee shop for his owner, so pure and guttural in its longing. Although he was in his late-forties, he was just like a puppy who was completely sensory overloaded: from munching on my candy to grazing my legs to kissing me — he couldn’t decide what he wanted to do at any given moment. “Cassandra,” he kept saying, “you are SO BEAUTIFUL — this is so much more than I ever expected…”

And seeing his excitement, feeling the contact high, got me excited. I couldn’t be any harder. My candy was absolutely throbbing. That is what I call a win-win situation: when we both have a good time. I think I will wait for our third date before I truly make him my bitch, when I will stick my candy into his two pillowy mounds of virgin flesh and slam it for hours. Make him bite my pillows, grip my sheets tightly. Oh! Just thinking about taking his virgin rosebud and making it mine gets me hard! Just an old-fashioned TOP T-girl here, I guess. I love feeding both ends of you with my candy. Very hot and passable CROSSDRESSER with 6-plus inches of passion – and no hormones or implants. I prefer scheduling appointments via email, so please email me through Craig’s List. I take my time and enjoy the session – so classy guys only, please.

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