I pulled up behind them, pulled some gloves on, and stepped out of my cab.I approached the driver's side and asked in an authoritative voice. "What's ...he matter, having car trouble? I'll take a look if you want?" I did a quick scan of our surroundings and no one was near us.I found out the driver wasn't going to make this easy for me. She slapped the lock button on her door, then told me, "That's okay, thank you, I'll just call my dad."She reached for a cell phone lying on the seat and I pulled. “I won’t.....don’t worry. I am discreet” I do not know why, I had never thought of these things before, shemales it seemed such a nice idea. But I was getting more and more turned on. Maybe more than some, it wasn’t desperation for sex not at all. It was that I really liked Leslie and didn’t care what she was. To me she was just her. I began to rub her dick through the silky panties. She began to relax as she knew she was safe with me. I pulled down the silk and watched as her eight. He smiled back.”“Would you mind if we took some pictures for your modeling?”“Do you think that is ok? I mean I’m not an idol yet.”“Trust me it is going to happen. Besides we need pictures for our clients to judge you by.”“Oh ok should I find some other clothes?”“No those will be fine.”“Ok let’s go.”The judge grabbed a camera and Mimi smiled. She stood with her hands behind her back trying to look cute and he began taking pictures.”“Go for a little sexier our clients love that and undo a couple. Leaving a bright red lipstick imprint on a rapidly balding pate.His phone rang. This in itself was miraculous. Miles of the phone company lines had been down for weeks.The bounteous blonde stopped and turned in time to see her father turn sheet white, clutching at his chest.“Daddy?”He dropped the phone.“Daddy?”She picked up the phone and held it to her ear. A miswired handset sent a jolt of 220 current melting the phone and removing the contents of her head.That should make her prom date.