Mark was still hoping that this was an exceptionally vivid dream and he only needed to wake up. A few hours ago he had closed his eyes in anticipation of great sex with his wife. Now he was his wife, tic-tac-ing his way through the airport in ridiculously wobbly heels that forced him to take short little mincing steps to keep from killing himself while his wife of a few hours ago was now his husband and kept striding away saying, "keep up honey". Every time he tried to go faster his damned boobs bounced even more, forcing him to slow back down. This was followed shortly by Sally saying, "come on honey, hurry". Mark wasn't fooled in the least, he could see the suppressed smirk on Sally's face.
"This isn't funny in the least," Mark said. The high feminine voice that came out of his mouth was still disturbing.
"Oh but it is," Sally insisted. "I'm learning so many things. I always thought that you walked fast on purpose as some kind of macho thing. I owe you an apology, I'm trying to walk slowly and still running away from you. I also never understood why no one seemed to be able to maintain a reasonable temperature with modern air conditioning, now I understand that they do. I'm perfectly comfortable in your ...er my ... trousers and suit jacket. By the way, that short sleeveless dress with the exposed back looks very pretty on you."
"Alas, that's not possible for me at the moment but we'll see what comes up later."
Mark handed his boarding pass to the security agent and was preparing to step through when the agent held up a hand to stop.
"Mrs. Kendle, you have been randomly selected for an enhanced check. Please step over here."
"Wait, what's going on?" Sally demanded.
"Sir," the security agent said to Sally. "Please step through the gate. You can wait for your wife on the other side."
Mark was taken to an open booth on a short raised platform and directed to step up. There were four security agents huddled in front of a screen as one of them called out directions: "Turn to your right. Turn to your left. Raise your arms. Shoulders back, clasp your hands behind you. Hold please. Hold... Ok you can step down."
Sally noticed that Mark was blushing furiously. "What ... "
"Randomly selected my ass! They just put me through one of those new whole body scanners."
"The ones that see through clothing?" Sally asked grinning.
"Get screwed," Mark hissed at Sally's lack of support.
"Backward again," Sally chuckled.
By the time they made it to the gate, first class was already boarding so they waltzed directly on board. Sally finally took pity and offered her suit jacket to Mark as the cabin temperature was even lower.
Mark wanted to refuse it on general principle, but he was freezing. "Thank you," he said meekly.