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I raised by a single mom who danced in a club. I was always a sissy, but during p*berty I began crossdressing when my mom was at work. My mom didn't mind at all and she accepted me for what I was. As I got older and began attracting men, my mom would tell me that I could make a lot of money as a dancer. Then she was hired to work at a black owned private strip club, and on Tuesdays and Thursdays they had tranny nights, where beautiful transwomen had one part of the club to dance in. She brought me and I was hired on the spot. Sure enough I was a hot attraction there because I was a small, slightly built blondie and completely passable as a woman. Yes, I did have a dick, but customers enjoyed seeing us "ladies" strut naked on stage in nothing but high heels, our hardons bobbing as we walked across the stage! I made so much money in the private booths where I went to have sex with the clients. My mom and I used to count our money when we'd get home and laugh about the horny men who were so willing to pay us
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