“Just checking something.” Behind the door was a nursery, ready and waiting for a newborn.He turned back to his wife. “You’re expecting?” he... asked, glancing down at her flat stomach.Her face brightened but seemed strained at the same time. “Yes,” her hand went down to the lower part of her belly but jerked away as though she had been burned. She nervously tried to play off the strange movement before continuing, “We just found out a few weeks ago. I- I wasn’t sure how you would react when you. Frankie gave a drunken laugh and said "Oh that would be great, just dandy but how do you propose to do that ? there just aren't that many male secretaries around here you know!"."I know, I know ? who said anything about male?" Y .. you mean that you could turn him into a girl!!" Frankie spluttered incredulously, nearly spilling his drink. "But how?"."To tell you the truth I don't really know but, do you remember Billy the 'Boffin', you know ? the geeky guy whose dad was a vet!". He carried on. He looked around the room, trying to remember how he got there but kept drawing a blank. The entire room was white, white dresser, white chairs, white tiled floor. The two exceptions were the ceiling and a mirror by the set of doors leading to what he guessed was a balcony.He covered himself for a moment before realizing he was alone and then paused. John had never been fat in his previous life, but if he was honest he did have a bit of a tummy. The man looking back at him in the mirror however. His hair was of light golden locks. Fawnie waited till the door shut before greeting him. Upon hearing the familiar thud of the door closing, she grinned and waved, ‘Hello Stranger. To what do I owe your presence?’ A few steps would be taken by Fawnie, her exotic features as well as her shapely physique would be graced by the dim lighting at each movement. Her round dark brown eyes locked to the man’s deep blues. She’d notice he was at the altar and would say with a slight chuckle, ‘Meet Noir.