" Here have a look at your new self in the mirror. It's a vastimprovement." Oh God! I-I'm Chinese!" Korean actually. I got the sample off of an illega... immigrant.You really are very hot. Let's give that new body of yours a goodtry out."***"Okay," the police detective said slowly, "lets just go throughthis again."The black hooker sitting across the table from him noddedhesitantly."Your real name is Jesus Martinez, not Trixie and you're anillegal immigrant from Mexico." Si, that's right," the. Mark looked like one of those “bad boys”, the kind that always got her motor winding, and she knew if he was it wasn’t good to even consider doing anything about it. Besides, there was the tattoo—how would she explain that? Goddamn Sal, she hated him. Another “bad boy” she had gone for. She watched Mark from behind the counter as she cleared greasy plates and utensils in from front of the empty stools. The breakfast crowd was clearing out and the diner was almost empty. He was finishing his. He was so clean cut. He was this tall and somewhat burly looking guy and she liked that about him too. His facial features and that body of his drew her into him. She adored his eyes too. And of course there was that frame of his, that physique. She said to herself as he walked back behind the truck….ohhhhhh that body of his and those shoulders and chest as well. Have you ever seen anything as manly looking as that? Have you ever? Julia closed her eyes as she looked towards him from her bedroom. He placed the blindfold over my eyes and made sure that I could not see before leading me carefully into the bedroom. Once we were in there, he led me to the doorway of our bathroom. He then asked me to lift my leg slightly and placed my foot on top of something, which I could only assume was the stack of wood that had been sitting in our room for a week now. He then helped me to lift my other foot onto something as well, which left my legs spread open about a foot and a half – perhaps about.