Phil was duehome at any moment. What was I going to do?And then it hit me. Maybe I was going about this thewrong way. I was still thinking like a man ...rapped ina woman's body, but what would a woman do in my situation? Maybe leave? Maybe...I went to the bathroom and wiped the smeared makeupfrom my face. I hurriedly put it back on. I did ahorrible job, but I hoped it wouldn't matter. Then, Iput on a pair of stockings, followed by the shortest,tiniest mini-skirt in the closet and the highest. You don't want to go breaking her heart, now."She hung up, so I did, too. A ton of quarters dropped into the coin box.Alice sat me down in a booth and insisted on feeding me. We finally decided on a Spanish omelet with lots of cheese on it. She filled my coffee and told me how everyone had gone crazy when neither of us showed up by our due date. She saw my folks and my sisters when we were supposed to arrive and my mom and dad had each been up there many times. They'd sent a team in after Jimmy. Maybe I could get her to read it to me. I spent the rest of the day writing with a silly, face splitting grin curling my lips. Can you say, clueless? After three days of fluent writing, my hopes were back up in the sky. I had called Jeanie from time to time but other than yelling at me some unintelligible words, I barely got a chance to put a word in before she hung up. As the days went by, her screams toned down and I even got to slip a word or two in before she hung up. We were getting. She made sure that her hair was straightened to rest at her shoulders. It tickled the back of her neck when she ducked her chin to her neck. She self-consciously put a hand over her bare abdomen. ‘Thank you, Gary. I like lavender. I just wish there was more to the thing.’ ‘Oh, no. You’re perfect. Why not show it off a little? We could stop off somewhere and dance. That band over there seems good.’ ‘Okay,’ she smiled at him. She knew she’d have to keep an eye on his hands, but she would enjoy.