She calls me Tarry because she likes how our nicknames rhyme."Baby I can't wait to see you too," I replied back with the same excitement.Our conversat...on lasted until the food arrived. Before we both pressed end call, we both said I love you.When I hung up, everyone was laughing. I really wanted to know the joke so I asked what was so funny. Shawn and my other friend Travis was the main two still laughing. They told me Demetric's girl Nesha got fired on her day off. Which may sound ridiculously. His voice came out soft and sweetly feminine ... and in Russian, too no less, though it was suddenly understandable to him. He glanced down at himself and saw he was dressed in an elegant pink housedress of the 19th century variety. His feet were delicately encased in petite slippers, and when he nervously felt the nape of his neck he discovered plenty of long, luxuriously feminine hair, raven-dark in color ... though this time bound neatly up in what he supposed was the fashionable hairstyle. “What’s my big handsome son going to do tonight?”I put my arms around the small of her back and pulled her to me, “I don’t have any plans.”“Why don’t you stay for a while,” She asked me, “We can sit on the back porch and have a few beers.”“Sure.”“Good, I’m going to change into something more comfortable. Grab me a beer, and I’ll meet you out back.”I was surprised that mom wanted to drink beer. She had always been a wine person. I found a six-pack of my brand in the fridge and grabbed a couple.. Acting as a sort of free-moving gear ratio, it compensated for the Dream Cleaner’s fantastic spin, keeping him in one piece. Without it, he would have been torn to shreds in seconds. He only hoped now that his handiwork held. Grasping the throw handles on the dash in both hands, he watched the counter. Sixty-four, sixty-five, sixty-six–timing was critical, it meant the difference between freedom and death. At seventy-one seconds exactly, he jerked the handles down, closing the circuit. .