Allan was squatting down and filling the tyres.
He could see them looking at him with hungry looks.
If he were still his old male, greasy, macho biker self, he would have been thinking the same thing.
But he wasn't; he was a cute young woman who loved nothing more than dressing pretty, flirting with men, and having a good time every now and then.
He just wasn't sure which of the two men watching him he wanted.
Maybe this time he would have both and see how they liked their new lives from the other side of the gender fence when they turned into women just like him.
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