"Umm...how about him?" Steffi asked. She was pointing to Frank Smith, a guy who drove a motorcycle and dressed like he did.
"Why don't you go say hello to him, Steffi?" Sarah suggested.
Steffi walked over to him and grab his hand. Before Frank had a chance to react, he was already changing. His clothes did remain leather, but were now a more feminine jacket with leggings and boots. Her blonde hair fell freely. She was now Frankie
At that time, Sarah saw...
