I saw her walk by all the time. There was something about her, you know? A sense of style, of poise, something that was so attractive but I couldn't figure out just what.

Maybe it was her body. She certainly had a nice one, thin, not short, but not really tall either. She'd still be about three inches shorter than me in her heels, I think. While she didn't wear shirts that showed off her tits, that didn't matter to me so much. No, it was her legs and she was always showing those off. She was always in a skirt or a dress, always in pantyhose, and always in sexy shoes. I wanted to imagine them wrapped... I'm getting ahead of myself. Whatever it was about her, she had it.

There was one issue though, one that I didn't like and it was her face. She was probably in her forties and while her body didn't seem to show it much her face did.

Good thing for me I had a solution in mind. It turns out she wasn't as thrilled with herself as I was with her and I came up with a solution to both of our issues.

Now look at her body, still looking great in that outfit (those legs, man!) but now there wasn't that one flaw, that one issue that kept her from looking great. You may think it strange for me to prefer this, despite it being a man's head and not a woman's head. To me, that just makes it more interesting, all of what I loved about her body and that little bit of masculine that seems to make it all the better! I hope she likes my friend's body, because my friend and I are very pleased with how he looks with her body!