It’s been over a year since I had my surgeries. The doctor had told me I had recovered beautifully. He was right, and my boobs looked fabulous, so did my face and vagina. Everything had healed up superbly, and I was happy.

My singing and dancing career was also in full swing. As soon as I was able, I rejoined the showgirls and went back to singing at the nightclub. I noticed that Sammy was a regular at both shows. He made a point of coming up to me and telling me what a great job I was doing for the casino and how proud of me he was. I can’t say it was because of me, but the casino revenues were up, and I was packing them in at the nightclub every night I performed. I felt relieved that Sammy seemed to like me now, and I wasn’t worried at all that one day his goons would take me away somewhere, never to return.

As a showgirl, I still got a thrill every time I was out on stage. It was so much fun to do. The audience always loved us, and after the show, we would stand in front of the stage and let people take their pictures with us. I was a particular hit since I was also famous as a singer there. People started asking me, why don’t I also sing a couple of songs in the Review show? I hadn’t considered it, but the word made its way up to Sammy, and he had a meeting with all the showgirls. Sammy stated that he wanted me to sing a few songs during the show. The other girls knew I had a great singing voice, and they all thought it would be a great idea and would make the show even more popular.

The first night I performed, it was a total hit, as previously we had only danced our routines to recorded songs and music. The audience loved it. Soon I was the featured singer in the show and would perform several numbers, and they billed me as Tammi DuBois, the Singing Showgirl.

It didn’t take long for a record producer to see me perform in the Showgirl Review and the nightclub.

After I had finished my set at the club one night, I got word that Sammy wanted to see me upstairs. I went up with Joey, my bodyguard, and we walked into Sammy’s office. Another man was also sitting there. Sammy introduced me to Stuart, and this guy was a top producer from Los Angeles, on vacation in Vegas, and dropped by to hear me sing. He told me I had a lovely sultry voice, a classic Jazz, Blues, or Big Band singer sound. He was impressed with my singing ability and wanted me to come out to LA to record a few demos and see how well I could do.

“There are a lot of young pop singers, but there are only a handful of women out there who are doing what you can do, and I think we can make you into a big star.”

Sammy smiled at me and said, “What do you think, Tammi? Would you like to see if you can make it as a singer and record some hits? If this works out, I would love to manage you, and I will do everything I can to make you a star.”

“This realization overwhelmed me, and I almost fainted. I could not say anything for a few seconds, and I finally replied, “Yes, I would love to do this.”

The producer and Sammy gave me a big smile, we shook hands, and he told me he would be in touch next week. But since we are here now, let’s all go for a drink at one of the nightclubs here to celebrate. We went downstairs into one of the clubs where Sammy had a private table, and we toasted to my success and talked for the rest of the night about show business. The producer’s name was Stuart McKenzie, a jazz purist. He told me about the people he had worked with, and it was a who’s who of the jazz world. Sammy also had a tremendous knowledge of show business, as running a casino is half show business, he understood how to make it work for the casino’s advantage.

The following week, I flew with my bodyguard Joey down to LA, taking a limo to Stuart’s production studio. A small group of studio musicians accompanied me while I sang the numbers.

I made several demos. I could usually do them in one or two takes if I didn’t know the song that well, but I had a vast repertoire of songs I knew since I had been singing for almost two years now. I impressed Stuart with my singing ability, as he gave me a few pieces to challenge my vocal range. I was lucky, I guess, as a man, I never had a deep voice. After a year of singing in the club and some vocal lessons, I trained my voice to hit the higher notes without cracking. I now sounded more like a woman when I was singing. But my voice was still on the lower end of the female range. And that was where Stuart seemed to like it.

Stuart called it a wrap and thanked me for coming into the studio. He told me he would shop my demos around to the jazz recording labels and see any interest in me. He promised to be in touch with Sammy and me, so Joey and I left the studio. We stopped for lunch, hopped on a plane back to Vegas, and went back to my suite in the casino, where I got ready for my evening show with the girls.

A couple of months went by. One afternoon, I had a call from Sammy to come up to his office. I went right up, and he was sitting there with Stuart. They were both smiling at me.

I looked at them and said, "And?"

Stuart grinned at me and said, "I have a recording deal here if you are interested."

I was astonished, I think I squealed with joy in front of them, and they both laughed. It was an excellent contract. Stuart and Sammy had been looking through it with their lawyers, and I asked if I could read it as well. They handed me a copy, and I went through it. It was a typical recording contract. Since I had a singing contract with the casino, any shows I performed would be in our venue. But they did make allowances for me to go on tour during the Vegas off-season months when things were not as busy here. The studio also wanted to record live performances in the casino lounge where I usually performed.

The contract compensation was quite good. Sammy’s lawyers had negotiated on my behalf, and they compensated me well, with royalties from my recordings. It looked like we could stand to make several million dollars if I was successful.
We signed the contract, and I would travel back to LA the next week to cut my first album at the recording studio. Stuart and the recording company had requested the songs I sing, and I began to practice them the first night in the lounge with Lyle.

Joey and I went back to LA the next week, and in a few days, I completed several takes and arrangements of each song they wanted me to sing. I was overjoyed at my first record coming out. I bought Variety at the casino news shop and kept an eye out for any mention of my new recording. Finally, a critic in Variety reviewed my CD, and he thought I was one of the best contemporary jazz singers in years. The review overjoyed me, and Sammy informed me that the CD sales were doing well. They were also going to make a limited audiophile vinyl pressing of my album for the real purists who don’t like CDs. I was able to get copies of both.

I had finally found my audio collection in storage. I had some of the guys bring up my stereo system to my suite, and I was finally able to play my records, and my new recording was excellent. The production quality was superb, and it sounded like I was singing in the same room. It always takes a little getting used to hearing your voice recorded and played back to you, but I was used to it now and thought I sounded terrific.

As I was listening to the recording, my phone rang. I picked it up, and it was Sammy. He asked me if I wanted to go out and celebrate that my album has just gone gold! I said sure, and I would love to go out and celebrate. Where would you like to meet? He just said come down to the casino around 6:30, and we can go from there. I said that would be fine and hung up.

I took a shower and got myself ready to go out. My hair was now down to my shoulder blades and looked just wonderful. I dried it with a blow dryer and then sat down and made myself up. I put on my lingerie and stockings and picked a new dress from my now extensive collection of nightclub wear. I put on a set of 4-inch heels. I called Joey on my phone and told him to knock when he got up to my room.

I heard a knock on my door a few minutes later, and Joey escorted me down to see Sammy. I don’t think I have told you much about Joey. Ever since that night of the ‘incident,’ Joey has been my guardian angel who watches over me. He is an ex-army ranger, He has a black belt in several martial arts disciplines, and he may even be packing a gun, but I have never asked him. Joey always wears a suit and tie and always seems to be in the background. Sammy has many enemies, and after the incident, he insisted that Joey be my bodyguard whenever I am outside my room. I would almost think that Sammy cares for me and wants me to be protected, but I always put that thought out of my mind. Why would he be interested in a trans girl like me?

We found Sammy in the casino, and we walked over to ‘Grappa,’ the casino’s 4-star Mediterranean restaurant. They gave us a table in a private room there, and we were seated together. Joey told me he would wait outside our room until he was needed and call for him. Sammy smiled at me as we sat down.

“We have known each other for a long time now, Tammi, and we have quite the history. I wanted to inform you that you have repaid your gambling debt in full, and you no longer owe the casino any money.”

“I have also told my staff that the fact you are transgender is your secret, and there will be heavy repercussions if they ever tell anyone else. If you wish to inform the world, that is your decision, but I think you should keep this to yourself.”

“Tammi, I never thought I would say this to you, but these last couple of years that we have known each other have been eye-opening for me. Since the first night when Trixie brought you up to my office, I have been attracted to you. At first, I had mixed feelings about it. It bothered me, knowing you were a guy. But now, you are a woman in every way that I can see. I have to confess; I love being around you, and I can’t get enough of you, Tammi.

“As you know, I am presently living alone since I sold my mansion and now live in the penthouse in the casino hotel. I haven’t been looking for a wife or a girlfriend, and then you came into my life.”

“Now, I always feel better and love it when you are around me. As Bogart once said, here’s looking at you, kid.” He raised his glass in a toast, and we clinked our glasses together.

I was in shock here. This powerful guy who could have any woman he wanted was toasting me and telling me how much he loved me being around. I didn’t know what to say, so I just smiled and let him keep talking.

“Now, Tammi, I was wondering, and only if you gave me your permission, I would like to take you out and date you, as I want to see where this will end up.”

Now I was bouncing up and down inside. This man who I once thought would kill me now wants to date me. He wants to date a trans woman like me! But no longer am I the man who I once was. That man is dead. I am now a new woman, and I have let go of my past. I only want to look forward, and my future looks bright. If Sammy wants to be a part of that future, let’s see where that will lead us.

“Sammy, I am willing to date you if you are interested in me. I don’t know where it will go either, but let’s find out together. After all, we only live once.”

Sammy got up and kissed my hand. I felt a decidedly great feeling run through my body. It was electric!

Our meal came, and we chatted throughout dinner. Sammy was full of surprises, and he had an Ivy League education in business. He could have probably been a CEO in any Fortune 500 company. Still, when his father died, Sammy instead took over his father’s casino in Vegas and was very successful at running it. He kept buying other casinos around Vegas, and although his places were not the biggest ones, he felt they were the classiest places in town.

I don’t know if it was luck or fate that brought us together, but I had never been more successful or happier in my life, and Sammy was standing right behind me. I think our feelings for each other were mutual. Maybe we did complement each other, but there was something about him that I really liked and admired as well. I just never really considered he would be interested in little old me.

We left the casino and walked over to the theatre, and caught a late show stand-up comedy act. We laughed and enjoyed the evening together and had a few more drinks. Sammy brought me up to my suite at the end of the night, held me close, and kissed me good night. I was elated since I now had a boyfriend! And he was a casino owner and my manager too! I kissed him again, and he said good night as I walked into my suite. I closed the door, went over to my minibar, and made myself another drink. There was no way I could sleep now; I was far too excited for that. I had to tell someone. I called up Trixie.

“Trixie, you will never guess what happened tonight! Sammy wants to date me!”

“Wow! Tammi, you scored big time. I should have figured he fancies you; Sammy is always talking about you, and there is a smile on his face whenever he does. I thought it was because you were doing so well for the casino, but I guess there is much more to it than I imagined.”

“I can’t believe it either. Once again, I am floating around in my room. Sammy made my evening when he told me that. I am just ecstatic here.”

Trixie and I talked about Sammy for another hour before we said goodbye. I tried to get to sleep, but my eyes were wide open. Eventually, I nodded off to sleep.

The following day, I woke up and made my little pot of coffee. I kept coffee cream in my tiny fridge now as well. I poured myself a cup, turned on the TV, and watched a bit of the morning news. Nothing much was going on in the world, but then they started talking about me, how a local casino lounge singer and singing showgirl was now making it big with her debut album. Sammy had given them an interview, and I watched him on TV telling them what a talented jazz singer I was, and if they wanted to hear me live, I was playing nightly at 11 pm in the ‘High Roller’ casino nightclub lounge. They could also listen to me as the ‘Singing Showgirl’ in the ‘Casino Review’ show nightly at 7 pm. They talked about my new album and how it was now available in stores and online.

I thought that Sammy was a great promoter and finished my morning coffee while watching the show. Afterward, I got ready for my day and picked out a nice outfit to wear before I went for breakfast.

I gave Trixie a call and asked her to join me for breakfast. She said sure, but you may want to wear sunglasses. Many people are here today, and I think they may be looking for that new singer.

I found a pair of sunglasses and met up with Trixie in the cafeteria.

“Can you believe the buzz around here, girl? I think Sammy will have to raise the cover charge or sell advance tickets for the nightclub because of all this publicity.”

I laughed, and we got breakfast. I kept a low profile and tried to stay away from the crowds. I didn’t want to make life more difficult for Joey. We snuck out the rear entrance into a waiting car so that I could work out at the gym.

I got a call from Sammy. He asked me what I thought of the crowd in the casino. I told him it was all new to me. I was trying to keep out of sight for the moment and told Sammy that I saw him giving the interview on TV. He laughed and said I hope they got my good side, and he told me they also had run that interview yesterday on the news.

We returned to the casino, and I hid until the afternoon dance practice in my suite. I called up Joey and told him I would be leaving my room in 20 minutes. I changed into my workout dance togs, and Joey and I made our way to the practice. There were still people everywhere. I wasn’t sure why, but I guess people were hoping to see me. I entered the theatre with Joey. They had to post security at the entrance since people kept wandering in. We said hi and went into the theatre. Joey sat in the seats, and I went up on the stage with the rest of the girls. We practiced our routines for the evening’s show, ensuring which numbers I would be singing tonight. It seemed all the girls had heard of my new recording and asked me about it. I had a case of CDs shipped to me, so I told them they could get a free copy of my album when they arrived, and I would autograph it if they liked. They all cheered. I guess I made their day.

When the show started, and we came down the stairs, I noticed Sammy was sitting up front smiling at me. The theatre was usually well filled, but tonight it was packed. There wasn’t an empty seat in the house. We started our routine, and I performed my first song. It was one of the ones I did on my album. After I had finished singing it, the crowd roared. I had never seen anything like it. The same thing happened on my second number of the night. After I finished singing, they clapped and cheered. It was unbelievable, and I think Sammy was one of the loudest people out there. I performed five numbers that night, and at the end of our performance, we received a standing ovation. We opened the curtain, performed our encore, and I sang one more song. Once again, the crowd was just crazy out there. The curtain dropped, and the other girls came around and hugged me. Was that ever great, Tammi! You were unbelievable! I felt like the crowd was recharging me as the night progressed, and I felt like I would burst with excitement.

Usually, the showgirls would mingle in the audience after the performance, but there were so many people out there we were afraid to go out. I called Sammy and asked him what we should do. He brought in some security guys to act as a buffer and called me back when we were safe to come out. There were still many of the audience out there, and it seemed they all wanted a photo with me.

Security had the people get into a line, and they took pictures with me and said hi. Everyone just told me they loved me, and I had an incredible voice. I did this for an hour and told security I needed to leave to get ready for my nightclub show.

They escorted me backstage, where I changed, and Joey escorted me to my suite. I had a quick shower, did my makeup and hair, and dressed in one of my sexiest black dresses. This one had sparkles all over it too. Did I ever tell you how much I love sparkly dresses?

Joey escorted me down to the nightclub when I was ready. The place was packed, and it was standing room only at the bar. When the audience saw me walk in, they started clapping, and I hadn’t sung a number yet. Sammy was standing by the piano, and he introduced me as the casino’s newest star singer, the singing showgirl, Tammi DuBois. The crowd cheered, and I began singing my first number, another of the songs in my album. After it was over, the applause was overwhelming. I thought back to the first night I sang in the nightclub. It wasn’t even half full, and most people ignored me, how things have changed for me!

I began my second number, and the crowd applauded again after it was over. The people were so excited listening to me; the atmosphere in the club was incredible; it just energized me. It was like that the rest of my set. I sang, and they applauded, whistled, and cheered when I finished. While I was singing, they were quiet and listening to me. I was used to singing against a din of conversation, but not tonight. No one was talking while I was singing.

I finished the first set, and Sammy brought me over a drink. A crowd of people was around me as Sammy made his way up to me, kissed me, and handed me the glass. A local reporter managed to take a picture of Sammy as he kissed me. He asked me if Sammy and I were an item. I just smiled and kissed Sammy back. The next day, we were in the papers as Las Vegas’ newest celebrity dating couple.

The positive reviews kept coming in the following weeks, and the album kept selling. It went platinum after the first month, and the sales were great.

Sammy and I were quite the item in Vegas. We were progressing in our relationship, and we enjoyed each other’s company, so the crowd of fans didn’t matter to us. There always seemed to be a couple of photographers following us around. I was getting used to this kind of attention, and it didn’t seem to bother Sammy either.

One night after our dinner and after my lounge show, Sammy asked me if I would like to go back to his place in the hotel’s penthouse. Wow! I would love to come back there with you. After signing many copies of my CD for my fans after the show, we made it out of the lounge and took a private elevator up to Sammy’s penthouse. He had a special pass to call the elevator, and then he punched in a code to send the elevator up to his suite. The doors opened up on a stunningly beautiful entry inside the suite itself. Sammy showed me around his place, telling me that he first used it as a high roller suite, but after a jerk trashed it one night, he decided to keep it for his use after the extensive repairs. He showed me all the views of Vegas from his place, and they were stunning. He then walked over to a bar and made us a couple of drinks. We toasted to our good health and success, and then we sat in his living room and made some small talk while we sipped our drinks.

Sammy then leaned over and kissed me. I put my arms around his neck and kissed him back. We were now giving each other French kisses, and I got more aroused. I could feel that Sammy felt the same way about me.

“Would you like to see my bedroom?”

“I thought you would never ask.”

I followed Sammy into this colossal bedroom with an adjoining bath. Let me go in and freshen up a bit first. I went into the bathroom, removed my dress, and stripped down to my lingerie and heels. I took a small tube out of my purse and lubricated my vagina.

I walked back out, and Sammy was waiting for me beside the bed in his boxers. I walked over to him, kissed him again, knelt in front, and pulled down his boxers to unwrap my gift. Sammy’s tool sprang out and was looking right at me. I grabbed it with one hand and brought it over to my mouth, and tasted it while his musky scent was arousing me. I licked the head with my tongue, then up and down his shaft before taking him into my mouth. Sammy just groaned while I swallowed his entire length, and I felt him becoming harder as I started to suck on him in earnest. Sammy reached down and pulled me up in front of him. He told me to lie on the bed and lay down beside me. Sammy began kissing me and embracing me. I felt his manhood find my sex, and he entered me.

I whispered to him. “You are my first, and I am a virgin there.”

He slowly entered me and began to pump me harder. I had intercourse before when I was a man, but this was so much more different. I could feel a wave building inside me as Sammy massaged my nipples and breasts, and it seemed to be a full-body experience.

When I didn’t think it could feel any better, my first orgasm hit me. I started making noises, and Sammy told me, “Go ahead and scream if you like no one else, but I will hear you.”

The pleasure was so intense, and then the second one hit, my body convulsed in satisfaction as I screamed in delight. These feelings were so unlike anything I had ever experienced. I was so glad I religiously had done all the dilation procedures and kept them up regularly.

Sammy was very well endowed, and I felt no pain, just pleasure while he was inside me. Sammy was still pounding me hard when I had my third orgasm. I felt him tighten up, and then he came inside me as I orgasmed for the fourth time. Sammy stopped, held me in an embrace, and slowly pulled out. It was just amazing.

“Oh, My, God! Sammy, that was incredible! I have never felt anything like that in my entire life.”

He smiled and gave me another hug. “There’s always more where that came from, babe.” as he grinned at me.

I laid there in my afterglow, thinking to myself how glad I was for becoming a woman. As a man, sex to me always felt two-dimensional, and now it was in 3D with surround sound, a new experience, unlike anything I had ever done before. I told Sammy I wanted to do it again.

Sammy smiled, “Well, Tammi, you know what to do if you want to get me hard again.”

I got into position and began again, using my lips on his member to awaken the giant. We continued to enjoy each other’s company for the rest of the night.