She just escaped the spinning wheels of a little red sports car coming within an inch of her life.The car skidded to a screeching halt right before th... curve and backed up to see if there was any damage. The only damage was to Tammy's pride. She stood covered with mud and dust from the roadway and her fine straw hat was all bedraggled from her escape."So sorry, little girl, there are not too many pedestrians on this road. Are you going to the Oglethorpe Estate?"Tammy bit off a sharp reply and. ." If you keep calling me 'sir' I'm gonna start calling you 'lieutenant'." Okay, Anders," I said. "If she was the archetypical college babe, you and I would not be sitting here having this conversation. That's not my type." Oh, you have a type?" No, at least I didn't until I met your daughter. I don't treat her like an object. She returns the favor. She's intelligent and level-headed. And pretty. Lots of pretty. But the first two come first." She talks about you a lot. My daughter calls us. Aahhhahah aur phi usne mara short utar diy aur mere lund ko sahlane lagi jo phale hi si ek khada loha ki rod ki tarah tha aur usne mera lund mu me la liya aur lollipop ki tarah choose lagi mujh to jannat mil gayi ma pagal ho gaya………phir mane uska peticot uthkar dekha usnenKuch bhi nahi pahan rakkha tha kya bhosda tha jhanto se bhara phir maine uski chut ke passJakr chusne laga uski jhaant ghayal kar rahin thi mere ko bahut achchi khushboo aa rahi thi……mera lund tan kar tyar tha aur phir se mane. Linda Danners, Linda Gayle Danners." Dirk said aloud, trying out the sound of the new name, and the new voice. 'Well, I think I prefer being Dirk', he thought. 'I hope the politicians get this straightened out soon.'Dirk, as he continued to think of himself, went back to living room and sat down. He crossed his legs at the knees to see what it felt like. He definitely felt something different. An unfamiliar emptiness he didn't care for. His skin was much smoother and the bare legs slid against.