Hell yeah

“Nice first day, new girl.” “Thanks Destiny.” “You like pussy, don’t you?” Your eyes widened. You hadn’t expected to be figured out so soon. You open your mouth deny it, before you nod, turning crimson. “You’re hardly the first lesbian to strip, hon. Heck, the boss figured you out before anyone, apparently you were checking some of us up.” You flush harder, you had mostly wanted to check out technique from the more experienced girls, but that changed fast. “You an X-Change girl?” “How did you know that?” you gasped. Destiny giggled. “Hon, you aren’t the first X-Change girl either. Pearl was a gay man, who couldn’t get a boy. Since she took X-Change, she is a bi girl with a ton of boys and a few girls on the side. Anyone know?”

“Cop who pulled me over knows. He tried to get me in bed.” She laughed. “Yep, that’s men. Trans doesn’t matter, pussy is pussy.” “Can’t get work as a man.” “You got someone?” You shake your head. “Want someone you can't have?” You shake your head, though you pause on her sparkling eyes. She beams. “Come home to my place. Boy, girl, pussy or prick, Destiny loves everybody…and I am really into Candy.”

You don’t even hesitate to say yes. She beams at you as she holds your hand. The remaining ladies, Jasmine and Roxanne give Destiny a knowing smile. Destiny waves goodbye to Lou, who just grunts, counting dollars. Her car is a pink Mazda MX-5 Miata. There was another woman, there. You recognise her immediately. It’s Kimberly, a tall redhead…and the most spiteful of your ex-girlfriends. “Hey babe.” declared Kimberly, pulling Destiny into a searing kiss. Kimberly had got toner, her hair longer and somehow more blood red. Her rack had grown spectacularly. She broke the kiss and smiled, turning to you and pulling both of you into a threeway kiss. There were two tongues against your own. You almost fall over from pleasure. The two girls giggle before Destiny pulled you into the car. “Home!” declared Kimberly as she roared the car to life.

“You got a name, cutie?” “Candy.” Kimberly laughed. “Real name or pro name?” “I’m a stripper and dance, nothing else.” “No lap dances?” “No lap dances for men.” She smirked. “I’m not a man.” “You certainly aren’t.” This was easily one of the most pleasant exchanges you ever had with Kimberly. “So Candy, so there is no ambiguity here, you’re coming with Destiny and me for lesbian sex, right?” “Yes, please.” You flush after the words left your lips. Destiny takes your hand. “Don’t worry, Candy baby. Destiny and Kimberly know how to care of a woman.”