" Good! When will you be home?" I'll be home tomorrow morning by eleven. If you drop by the house after eleven I'll have some papers for you to sign."...How much are the papers worth?" About three million, I think." I'll be there at eleven!" Ok, Now I need to call Donna." I hung up. I hit my speed dial and she let it ring three times before she answered."I've been worried! Leave your cell on more. Ok?" I gave her the news of eleven the next morning and that Frank would be there to sign papers.. She took the tablet and she was sleeping in her room above. I too locked the door and decided to take a nap. It was about 4 pm when I was woken by a tapping on my shoulder. It was Bindu“What happened Bindu? Everything OK?”“Yes Sarfaraz I’m feeling much better now but only one help. My leg has started paining.”“Should I call up Sid or take you back to the doc?”“No no not that serious. Only some slight massage would be enough.”I think I felt a slightly naughty smile somewhere between. Not sure. What can I say? I was waiting...Ipulled the crumpled flyer I got in the mail out of my pocket and gave itanother quick glance. I had read the damn thing a hundred times but theconcept never really sunk into my head:"Tired of female oppression? Don't you wish you were one of us? TheDepartment of Gender Relocation is offering full body conv..." Mr. Antwon Sinskey, we are ready for you," a cute nurse motioned to me. Other men in the waiting room looked at me with worried expressions as Iwalked. Fifteen minutes later the door bell rang and I saw Cindy for the first time. Short, 5 4 about 140 wearing a white blouse and a short black skirt. I welcomed her and invited her in with a glass of the wine waiting for her on the table. She sat on the edge of the couch showing some nerves. As we talked I saw a nice looking blonde woman who was telling me she had broken up with her last and only DOM that very week. As she talked she seemed to be getting a certain look in her eyes that was.