The streets of London were full of people during rush hour. However, this is quite usual and everyday for the capital of England, where among the noise of the crowd, the rumble of cars and sounds from various sources, this high female exclamation of indignation could well be lost

- Asshole!

Shouted a little lady, in a short pink skirt, absurdly standing on her heels and holding a small purse with her small hands. It was quite brave of her to say so to the representative of the law - policeman Barry Smith, who was just passing by and returning from his lunch break.

Perhaps if the noise of London had been louder at that moment, or some passing car had accidentally honked, then Barry would not have heard it. But everything happened as it happened, and the policeman stopped abruptly, indignant and beginning to lose patience, cast a glance at the young girl.

At first, she seemed nice to him, but that was only until she began to address him. All her femininity, which at first attracted Barry, suddenly evaporated when the lady began to use foul language and say that someone had stolen her body.

Damn it, Barry just wanted to leave this crazy woman here and not mess with her, besides, during the dialogue, he really began to feel that she was telling the truth and that she was a man. Yet her face had distinctly masculine features. Although the voice, and figure and body ... what can I say, even the chest, everything seemed natural.

She asked him to give the phone and call if "he doesn't want to do his job." But now insults have begun, and insults to the representative of the law - this has already crossed the boundaries of what is permitted, besides, Barry's ambition was hurt

- Excuse me, miss...

- I told you fucking a hundred times, I'm not a fucking miss! Someone did this to me! And you! You're a fucking cop, gotta figure this out

- I think I'll have to arrest you for violating...

- To arrest! You freaked out! You know who I am?! What... what are you doing?! Let me go!

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Barry didn't really know who he was messing with. But that didn't matter anymore. This lady was actually telling the truth that she was a man named John Donovan and the truth that her father was one of the powerful senators in the US. Barry had no idea that the senator himself decided to teach his son a slob a lesson and, without his knowledge, sent him as one of the participants in the "Town" project with a special task for the organizers. And after the transformation sent to London. He wanted his life to learn what it means to be someone else, learn to value money and the feelings of others.

Yes, it was a cruel path, but still his father did not abandon him and made real documents in the name of the English young lady Jessica Gregors ...

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