Jon Story

I got a better look at these girls, and it was pretty obvious I was in the
right place if I was still looking for a shemale. Both girls had definite
masculine features; the jutting brow, and strong jaw, the wide shoulders.
As I watched them, Tonya came down the stairs behind me, and walked through
the room. She passed me without a word and sat down by the door, to await
her next client. She never looked at me, but I got a definite vibe from
her: "Go away. Leave. Your time here is up." I supposed most guys who
came here got their rocks off and left. And since I hadn't even had that, I
wasn't going anywhere soon.

I went to the bar, and ordered a beer. Not surprisingly, it only cost me 3
American dollars. As I went back to my seat, I noticed one woman sitting by
herself in a booth. She was in shadows, so I couldn't see what she looked
like. She was just a dark silhouette, with a glow from a cigarette keeping
her company.
She spoke as I passed, but I couldn't hear what she said. She gestured me
to sit across from her at the table. "You are American?" she repeated, and
leaned forward to be heard. Doing so revealed her face to me. She was
older, dark, and striking. She was attractive, in a roundabout way. She
wouldn't be my first choice of lovers, but then again, I've already told you
about my first choice. This woman was different from Tonya in many ways.
Physically, she was large. She had been a big guy once. Her skull was
probably as big as mine was, whereas Tonya had been petite; Tonya could
easily pass as a woman out on the streets, and probably did. The woman
sitting across from me couldn't.

While Tonya was robotic, glazed, distant, this woman had confidence. She
possessed an air of awareness; awareness of self and awareness of her
surroundings. It was reassuring in a way, to know that I wasn't the only
conscious person here.
Her clothing was a mix of Spanish flamenco dancer, and Stevie Nicks. Her
hair was long and dark brown. The pours on her large nose were noticeable
through the makeup. But still, there was an air of sensuality about her.