“Babe, there’s no spread.” I heard her stirring in the bedroom. “Huh?” “There’s no spread. We need to shop.” I lifted the still hot to...st onto plates, adding them to the tray. Picking it up, I pushed the bedroom door open with my backside and entered the bedroom. I placed it carefully on the bedside cabinet, and shuffled into bed. Claire lifted her head, hair all tousled, eyes half open. I bent and kissed her, breathing in her sleepy scent. “No spread? Hmm. I’ll just have to improvise.” She. ..” I trailed off.“That’s kind of a harsh way to look at it,” Tami pointed out.“But is it the wrong way?” I asked.Tami went silent. I smiled again.“You know, I almost did the Star Wars movie. I almost did like Coach and just stepped into my life. I knew that if I took that role, I would never look back.”“What stopped you?”“Something my uncle taught me. Being a man of your word means something. If you give your word, it doesn’t mean ‘until something better comes along.’ I’d given my word to. Of course, the two and a half inch high heel shoes didn't help my balance, either. I held onto the machine as I staggered to where Carol was still sitting. As I looked into her face, I felt as if I was actually looking into a mirror. She must have had the same feelings because she was looking at me the same way. I removed the electrodes from Carol's head and she stood up. Now that she was in my body, she was taller than me. I looked up into her face as she said, "I've never seen myself from. She didn’t perk up or freak out, just smiled slightly and said “Thanks Mr. Font” and got in and buckled up. I couldn’t help but notice that she had to adjust the seat-belt between her ample breasts that I now realized were quite a bit bigger already than my wife’s. I felt a stir in my loins since I’d been celibate for over a month now, which I hadn’t done since my own days in High School over a decade ago. I took a silent breath and just asked for directions to her house and began driving. .