. you are turning away from me, bending over, legs straight and there! On your beautiful bottom, a phone number! My face and neck are burning now, as ... scribble down the number. I watch in amazement as you caress your sex. Then you are gone.Retreating from the window, I strip off and stand in front of my big full-length mirror. Will you want me with my tiny boobs and narrow hips and my pixie haircut. You look so feminine and gorgeous, slim and petite with your lovely long hair.I am shaven down. Damals konnte ich mein Glück gar nicht fassen.Dann schlug er noch vor, mich zum Schneider zu fahren, damit er meine Maße nehmen könnte. Die Schneiderei war exklusives Geschäft in der teuersten Straße der Stadt in den Vitrinen waren Schaufensterpuppen mit sündhaft teuren Kleidern. Ein Angestellter führte uns in die hinteren Räume, wo der Meister gerade an einem Kleid arbeitete. Es war ein Kleid von dem ich mir nicht vorstellen konnte, dass es von irgendeiner Frau auf der Welt angezogen würde.. Wait." I thought about what was said and the way he put it ... Lightbulb Moment... "Out of New Jersey? How far out? How much is owed in dockage, fuel charges, backpay ... figuring that in ... is it still a good deal ... and what's it going to cost to move it?"I heard him mumbling beneath his breath."It's not in a port ... it's at sea ... and there's a ship in tow ... but we'll have to fetch it with Big Bertha. They're out of fuel," Tuobro looked positively positive.What the Hel ... I wasn't. "Dad, we were wondering if you wanted ... Holy Cow! Have you been taking steroids, Dad?" gasped Brandi. "Did you get this scar the same time you got the one on your cheek? What the hell have you really been doing the last two years?"As she spoke, Brandi was tracing a vivid scar that ran from my left pectoral down almost to my navel. I knew that over time, it would become less angry looking. At this point, however, it was quite obvious."It was an automobile accident, Sweetheart," I answered.