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Two girls stood near a metal door in a small alley and looked nervously at each other and at the street. They seemed to be very embarrassed and every minute they looked at themselves and their clothes. Finally the door opened. A big latin guy with a bunch of tattoos came out and took a serious look at them

- What delicious bitches. (amigo said with a smile) What do you want !? (the guard suddenly shouted)

- We ... We need to talk to Carlos.

- What? Why do you need Carlos? He didn't call whores.

- We are not whores! Why are you talking to us like that ?! You know who I am?!

- You?! You're some cunt that messed up the door. I don't know what you want, but you better get out of here while I'm in a good mood.

The guard went inside, closing the door, and in the meantime, one of the girls continued to speak

- If you do not let us in to him, you will regret! We need to talk, otherwise ...

- Otherwise, what ?! (Amigo spoke again angrily and loudly)

Another girl took the cut of her friend by the hand and spoke to her quietly

- Come on, Frank, I told you, it's better not to come here ...

- I repeat, otherwise what ?!

- Sorry my girlfriend! We are leaving. We really messed up

- Well, no, now I won't let you go so easily.

He wanted to take one of the girls by the hand, but the other girl had already dragged her friend away and together they realized in time that they had to run, although it looked ridiculous, as if they had never run before.

...

Damn .. Mark .. What .. the hell ... are we running away ?!

Frank understood why they were running away, but he was furious nonetheless. Especially from the way boobs bounce when running and from the uncomfortable shoes that were on him.

- It seems that he does not run after us, you can stop (Frank said breathlessly)

- Yes. The idea was not the best, but we should have tried

- What?! I told you right away that going to the boss in these bodies is stupid! Even if it hadn’t been for this new guard let us in, it’s not a fact that the boss would have believed us!

- What else can we do ?! These whores stole our bodies and now the hell knows where ?! Where should we go !? To the police ?! We are in the bodies of two whores! It is obvious that the policeman will immediately "believe" us. Of course not!

- I don't know bro! But ... these bodies. If this guard caught up with us, then ... you yourself understand what could have been!

- I understand, I understand ... Damn, I can't stay in this body! And what are we going to do now? I can't live like ... is this a girl's name at all ?!

- Oh, I do not know... 

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