How I became a GURL Part III

Now that I was fully versed in being a gurl, I needed to know if I could turn a man on in person, not just looking through a glory hole. I wanted to have a man treat me totally like a woman, take me to a hotel and make love to me, completely as a woman.

But where to find the guy?

The answer was a chat line. I got an account as a girl -- I signed on as Jennifer, explained what I was and what I was looking for. As you can tell my voice is very fem (listen to my voice into or watch my vid it you don't believe me, giggle) and it was pretty easy to turn guys on and grab their attention.

Of course I got all kinds of messages, most of them pretty lewd and straight forward -- the kind of stuff a guy says when he is jacking off to your voice while watching porn. I already knew I could inspire lust like that. I wanted something more.

Finally there was a nice guy who just flirted with me, treated me like a woman and tried hard to get a DATE. This was SO exciting. This was something I had been wanting, needing, longing for since I was 15, although I hadn't known it. A man wanted me as a GIRL! Like he would want any girl!

It was clear he wanted to meet me to sleep with me, but somehow that seemed secondary to our conversations. So I agreed to meet him at a local Dennys on a weekend night. He told me he'd be in a booth reading a certain book and I could come in and meet him and we'd go from there.

It was several days until our date, and I was in a constant state of excitement and anticipation. I couldn't wait!

Finally the night arrived. It was cool and a little rainy. My wardrobe wasn't very big yet, and a bit conservative, but I put on my cutest outfit. White stockings, white pumps, a pink teddy with garters, pink frilly panties -- very virginal stuff -- and wore a tight gray sweater and a long purple pencil skirt that went below my knees -- certainly not the kind of slutty stuff I like to wear now. My wig was blonde/brown in a very cute page boy style. With my nails painted and makeup on, I looked at myself in the mirror. What I saw staring back with me was a cute, virginal young girl, very sweet looking but also somehow very sexual. In some ways I couldnt' belive how good I looked, and in others I felt like I was seeing myself in the mirror for the very first time.