She was so seductive-looking: men would be staring at her just like they did Chris. "Isn't she pretty?" said Chris to me. To me! Chris looked like the...cat that ate the canary! My mind raced. Chris indeed liked women. Women such as Sheila: curvy and feminine. And me so flat: I cursed my body. I wondered how this could be happening. I managed a glance at the woman's chest. She was so feminine, if only I had a chest like that. Chris had leaned toward me: "We've got to do this," she said. He didn't know what he was going to say.It was noon and he was almost at the restaurant. He was a bit worried because it seemed that the conversation earlier that morning was on the icy side and that was unlike Hildy."Maybe this nice weather will thaw her out."It was a beautiful day, the first of the spring. The temperature had crested at a shade over seventy and the slightest of breezes just served to bring in more balmy air."This is a good sign."His superstitious thought surprised him,. I looked out of the window and it was pouring down. The rain continued pour down as I played my shooter game , but I was interrupted by a knock at the front door. I paused the game and opened the front door. Inside my porch stood a young man of about 20 years old , about 6 feet tall ,dirty blonde hair, piercing blue eyes and absolutely soaked right through. He calmly spoke despite looking in obvious discomfort from being so wet. Excuse me sir my name is kieran and I'm from a local double. . and that's tonight's national news headlines for this Friday. Next up, let's see what Ken has to say about tomorrow's weather. Edison Carter has the local news after the weather. Stay tuned to Network Twenty Three for Missile Mike after the news." Camera two, zoom out. Camera three, lead the weather man. You're on, Ken. Cue Doppler on blue-screen. Fade to camera three. Good job, Monique!"Monique walked off the sound stage and walked down the hallway to her office."Monique! Got a minute?" the.