Like I said before, he was pretty much a dick. However, that skillserved me well, as I cooed and squealed in delight at my new body. Andwhat a body ...t was! The new name they'd given me wasn't the only thing that seemed tobelong on a stripper. I saw that I had an enormous pair of bazongas, atiny little waist, and a perfectly round little ass that you'd want toeat off of. Long red fingernails showed off my dainty hands andmatched my sweet little tippy-toe feet. My face was beautiful,. Aur ek baat ka sukun tha ki ab seema ke dance ka maja theak se le paunga…….aur m stage ki side se hi seema ko dekhne laga isi beech uski mujhse kai baar najare b milidance khatam hone ka tha parda girne laga , seema ne apne najre churate hue meri taraph dekha aur usi vakat mujhe pata nai kya hua mane use aankh mar di…pata usne dekha ya nai .par main bahut ghabra gaya tha, mthodi der ruka aur phir andar gaya vahan kuch ladkia baithihui thi par seema najar nahi aayi maine kafi jagah dekha par vo. "I'll grantyou that I don't know any more about women's hair stylesand trends than you do, Mikey. But, come on! Get real here!I mean, it's not like you haven't had long hair beforethis! Shit, man! I remember you used to wear it in aponytail for four - No! - make that five years! Hell, youonly had it short for what - the last year and a half?Besides, if I'm not mistaken, I believe that there are lowmaintenance hairstyles for women, you know, that don'trequire a lot of upkeep. But, hell, Mikey!. So much for keeping my personal problems from my employees and customers.Detective Sampson marched out of my office with a sneer on his face. At that moment, I realized he’d do anything possible to prove me guilty of murder. My brother, Dennis, came around the corner, stepped into my office, closed the door and sat down.“What the fuck just happened?” he asked softly.I quickly recounted the gist on my encounter with Detective Sampson. I ended my version of events by repeating how the bastard had.