"Hi Angie!" Dianna returned, a warm smile on her lips. "How's our girlfriend? Let me take a look."
Posing for her was not a problem; I was rooted to the floor in shock. The sensual shemale examined my makeup and nails, then my hair.
"Nice work," she commented appreciatively to the Latina. "That 'do is fabulous. You, or your daddy?"
Angie shook her head.
"Lupe did it. Papá was busy setting up his booth. He'll stop by after the vendors' area closes."
I must have looked really stupid standing there, eyeing the two apparently old friends back and forth. Angie slipped her arm through mine and patted the back of my hand with her other hand.
"It's okay, Sweetie," she chirped. "I've known Dianna forever. I grew up in the scene – kinda like an 'army brat'. That's how I got my taste for gorgeous T-girls. Isn't that right, Dianna?"
It was Dianna's turn to kiss Angie on the cheek.
"Until a few months ago," she purred, "I would have said I've never had anyone as good."
Angie beamed.
"I know exactly what you mean, Girlfriend!"
Scene... hair... daddy....
"Angelo!" I groaned, holding my face in my hands and shaking my head.
Both gorgeous girls broke out in laughter.
"There's hope for you yet, Mija," Angie giggled. "Maybe you're not such a 'man' after all – although a girl would have grasped the obvious a lot sooner."
She turned to Dianna.
"Is... everything ready for tonight?"
Dianna winked and smiled.
"Everything."
"I can't wait," Angie gushed.
Can I sit down now? I'm feeling faint....
There were three large trunks under our portion of the makeup table. Each bore the name of one of Paul's three models. Dianna's was already open at her feet. Angie and I each retrieved our own, then began donning our first costume change. The show was to begin at five and extend ninety or so minutes, featuring the three of us, plus models from other vendors. There were so many vendors and models, each of us would have four passes down the runway in four different outfits. Dianna was doing a special solo finale to close the show. The final competition to crown the next Mr. Gay Leather would commence at seven.
