...but only if I had her body. Sherry was in great condition, thin arms and legs. Her waist tapered inward and
her abs were smooth and soft, but not fat. Her body an eye distracting shape. You give you new head of hair
and say "I really wish I had Sherry's body to match this hair". Watching your own face a frown in the mirror,
you decide to use the facility.
As you walk from the mirror to the urinal, you stride felt different than usual, but your are too busy getting
use to the red hair swaying side to side as you walk.
You unzip your fly, and get to the task as hand. As your stream tickles down, you look down to zip up.
Something else seems out of place. You try to tuck your shirt back in. It seems like it won't sit right with
your dress pants/belt. Frustrated, you tighten your belt by one notch and give your shirt a quick straightening
pull from the bottom. But now you have too much slack in the front of your shirt! A quick roll of your
shoulders and you un-do your belt to tuck the whole thing in again.
With so much commotion, you step into a stall. The last thing you need is for someone to walk while you have
your hand down your pants!