1. New Start


    Date: 6/22/2024, Categories: Transgender & Crossdressers, Author: byMs_Redd

    ... do."
    
    Nodding I picked up the clothes from the table and went to the bathroom. Peeling off my wet clothes I wrung them out in the sink and started to dress. He provided me with a pair of jean shorts that were quite short. But they fit and were a definite improvement over what I had. The shirt was a white button up short sleeved piece that confused me for a second when I realized that the buttons were on the wrong side. It fit well also and I folded my soaked clothes before returning to the kitchen.
    
    "Sorry about the clothes. They were my daughters but they are the only ones that I thought would fit you." the man told me. I could feel my cheeks get a little red. "Let's call Frank." he says ignoring my embarrassment as he picks up the phone. He dials a number from memory, "Hi Frank. This is Harold. I got a kid here who needs your help. Let me get him on the phone hold on."
    
    Harold hands me the phone "Hi sir, my name is Nick and I have a slight problem..." I detailed what happened last night and he said he would be here in about an hour. I hang up the phone and return to the table. "Thank you Harold. He said he would be here in an hour or so."
    
    "More like two son, Frank takes Oklahoma time to heart. Anyone in Oklahoma tells you they will be somewhere in a certain amount of time you can double it." Harold says with a chuckle. "You look tired, why don't you go lie down on the couch. I'll wake you when he gets here." I did just that and was asleep as soon as I closed my ...
    ... eyes.
    
    A nudge on my shoulder wakes me. I felt like I had just gotten to sleep but the light outside told me that is was closer to noon. I walk outside to greet the sheriff when he comes to a stop. "Is that your car I saw in the tree about four miles back?" he asked.
    
    "Yes sir." I replied.
    
    "Well come on, let's see about getting it out of there." He told me.
    
    We get back to where my car is and Frank calls some people. "Son, I have seen a lot of weird things but this tops it. How the hell did you get your car up there?"
    
    "I didn't put it there that is certain! And I have no idea how it got there sir. Like I told you I ran out of gas and was on the side of the road. Went to get gas and when I got back that is where I found it. It was raining pretty hard and really windy that night. Maybe the storm chucked it up there!"
    
    "We had a report of a tornado. They weren't too clear on the location. I would have expected to see more damage in the area though." Frank says to me as he scratching his ear.
    
    People start showing up and after much deliberation the only means of getting the car out of the tree was to cut the branches holding it up. There wasn't a crane within two hundred miles that was big enough to do it. Nor anyone crazy or willing to climb up to attach chains to it to attach to a crane. Besides, most of the people there agreed that the car was deemed a loss anyways with the drivers side of the front end bashed in the way it was. By evening the car was a heap of ...
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