EEK! I'm a Woman: A Zany Adult Novel of New Beginings

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Match making angel, Madame Soriano & her feisty, freshly winged, sidekick, Carpenter, get into some major mischief in this, Soriano's latest caper. Soriano leaves Carpenter to watch over our hero and heroine—Brad Fairchild and Ginger Allen—while she addresses an emergency. However, Carpenter creates an even bigger problem when she literally switches their minds while they sleep aftera hot night of passion,.based on comments they'd made earlier in the night.
Needless to say our newly gender switched couple are flummoxed and upset when they wake. However, after working out things in the new minds, Brad, Ginger and the angels go on to kick some serious @ss and discover a Wall Street scandal that'll rock the pillars of… Nuh-uh, you know I can't get into that. ?

GREAT CHARACTER INTERVIEW: http://eroticmusings.blogspot.com/2014/01/character-interview-for-brad-fairchild.html

EXCERPT
A slight brush of my hair, accompanied the pleasant floral fragrance of a woman's perfume. I follow the sound of a woman's high heels retreating and was rewarded with a visual treat. Long blonde hair, a classic coke-bottle shape upon perfectly formed legs, as if Barbie doll had come to life.
When she ducked into the ladies room, I elbowed Lew. "Did you see that?"
He nodded slow and precise. "The blonde?"
I nodded.
"Yeah! Nice!"
"Did you see her face?"
"Ah-huh. She's gorgeous. I watched when she and her equally hot friend came in. They must be models or something."
"Where's her friend?"
"She's sitting at the bar. Tall, with auburn hair, wearing a teal shift, and legs up to her waist."
I looked over and sighed. "She's stunning. Can you imagine what it must be like to look like that and be that desired. If I was a woman and looked like that, I'm afraid I'd be a real slut."
Lew laughed. "From what I can tell, you're a slut now."
I laughed. "I'd like to be a slut, but I don't have the sex appeal. Men are so restricted, suits or sports coats and ties, while women like these, exude their sexuality through their clothing, hair and makeup, manicures, pedicures. It's not fair."
"Sounds like you'd like to be a woman."
"No, I'm happy as a man. I just think it might be a blast to be a sexy, trendy woman—to dress to your personality—to have guys come to you instead of having to go to women."
Lew started to answer me, but I put a hand across his to shush him as the blonde came out of the ladies room and strolled toward us. Lew was right, she was gorgeous. I stared straight at her and she smiled. As she passed I followed her gait as she wove her way back to the bar.
"Well, what do you think?" Jimbo asked, obviously privy to our conversation.
"Extraordinary."
"I know. If I wasn't married… But I am so… What about you Brad? You're not married and you're not involved."
Lew chirped in. "No, Brad's a player, aren't you?"
Don't I wish? "I play around occasionally, but lately I've been in a drought."
Lew frowned. "A man of the town has to make their own breaks. You're getting a big promotion tomorrow and have every reason to celebrate." He hitched his head toward the ladies, "And I'd start over there. Give it a try."
~ * * ~
I smiled at Amber and took my seat. "So, your Thursday date…what's his name again?"
"Fritz."
"That's right. Reminds me of a potato chip or a drink." I snickered. "I'll have a wine fritzer. When's he supposed to be here?"
Amber shook her head. "Only you. Fritz will be here any minute. So how'd your trip to the restroom go? Any interest?"
"Don't know. Mostly, the usual inane pickup lines. But I have a good feeling about one guy. His eyes undressed me as I walked by."
"I know. Doesn't it feel great when they do that? Which one?"
"The brown haired guy, half blocking the aisle with his chair by the ladies room."
"Oh, yeah. He scoped me out, too, while you were away. From what I could tell, he's not bad to look at." Amber's brow rose and she stuck her hand over mine. "Don't look but he's co