His name was Ashkan Haji-Resa. The dossier contained his photograph and all the information American intelligence had discovered. A week later my col...leagues and I found ourselves waiting in the arrival hall of Stuttgart International Airport for Delta Flight 116 from Atlanta, Georgia. Chapter Three – Rick’s trip to Germany Things moved quickly for me after the head of ‘The Agency’ ordered me to undertake an operation to shadow the terrorist Haji-Resa. I was to ‘capture’ his computer with mine. . . to emphasize her small breasts. She smiled at me, and I smiled back.With hardly a splash, she dove into the water and swam to the side near where I was sitting. She put her forearms on the side of the pool, cradling her petite breasts. Up close I could see her gorgeous sapphire-blue eyes and her wide, full mouth. She smiled and said, "My name's Randi, what's yours?" I'm Jason," I replied."I saw you looking at me," she said."You're a very beautiful girl, Randi and you have the most gorgeous. ’ ‘Kim. Hmm.’ ‘What?’ ‘My ex goes by the name of Kim too. Looks nothing like you though. You know, you don’t look your age. I’d have sworn you were twenty three.’ ‘Is that why you deliberately didn’t put it away?’ ‘I’m sorry, but by the look on your face anyone could see you were enjoying it. Tell me, Kim, was that the first time you’d seen …?’ ‘No. I’ve seen plenty of cock in my day, thank you.’ ‘And do you tell everybody about each one you’ve seen?’ ‘Of course not.’ ‘Keep the tradition. This. C., you've got to be one of the most fun guys I know." Everyone else agreed, and for the first time it really hit me - I was the only guy there. Without even realizing it, I had become one of the girls. And I love it.Girls will be Girls. For some reason, it's always been easier for me to relate to girls. First of all, since I like doing a lot of things that have traditionally been considered 'girl' activities - like collecting stationery, practicing flirting, and doing makeovers - hanging out.