Exhaling smoke from a cigarette almost directly at Monica, Marcus said looking at the car with the headlights on, in which two were sitting
- Dude! Do not do it anymore!
In a nasal, squeaky voice, the big-lipped chick grumbled with dissatisfaction, crossing her arms even more tightly, wrinkling her face so that it was now obvious even to Marcus that she was dissatisfied
- What the hell, baby? What kind of dissatisfied tone? It seemed to me that, on the contrary, you should be happy that such a rich uncle is interested in you.
Of course, Marcus was right that the interest in a person like Monica from an unknown rich man was to the benefit of Monica, who stood and watched as her pimp had been discussing something with this rich man for more than 10 minutes. But Marcus only saw one side of the coin. He, as one of the whores' guards, saw how Monica periodically went to this rich man for several weeks in a row.
However, Marcus did not know the truth. Monica was actually now inside the car in the back seat in the body of teenager Frank Gilligan - the son of Mike Gilligan, the CEO and owner of a huge holding company in the field of business technology. She listened to the dialogue between the crazy rich scientist and her ex-pimp, but did not go into detail. She was quite happy with the fact that she now had a man's body and much more money than before
Meanwhile, Frank himself helplessly watched as the man who exchanged his bodies with this big-lipped whore was still sitting in a car and discussing something with a stranger in a bright pimp outfit. He still couldn't believe that everything he felt and saw was really true. Frank was sure it was a disguise or some other trick.
For Frank, all this still seemed like some kind of big prank, which, in his opinion, began a few hours ago and somehow dragged on too long and was too realistic. He just had to wait for these people to talk, because he and that second Frank were threatened with a pistol
It all started when he received a gift from his girlfriend, which only contained a blindfold. Intrigued, he agreed to put on the blindfold and, holding his girlfriend’s hand, left the house and, with a smile and various jokes, got into the car with her. Without smelling the sleeping gas, Frank fell asleep and woke up already sitting in this very car that he was now looking at, in the back seat, already in Monica’s body. He was still wearing a blindfold at that moment. Moreover, Frank did not even notice that he was sleeping and went through the body exchange procedure. For him, it was still as if the very evening was going on when he got into the car with his girlfriend...