About Roxanne

There is a big reason why Roxanne Woody was so aptly named. It was mostly because she gave all the guys who saw her woodies. She knew it too, and she always used her best assets wisely to get what she wanted. But the one thing she wanted more than anything was James. He was the only guy she ever fell head over heels for.

After James had broken up with her in favor of Nina, she went off the deep end. She became a party girl, a slut if you will, and very, very bisexual. She didn't hate men all together, but she couldn't trust them any more like she could trust another woman. She started using men for what she wanted, and started loving women for the way they made her feel.

It was James's mother Teresa who brought Roxanne to the house the day he and Nina were supposed to tie the knot. She was very fond of Roxanne, and hated Nina for taking James away from her. By doing this, she was hoping to disrupt the wedding, and stop it before it even started. But fate had a different idea that day, as you might have noticed, when the mysterious globe of transference fell to the floor, and shattered, exchanging Nina and Roxanne's bodies and souls. Now who the culprit was who sent the globe to Nina might, or might not, remain a mystery. But it is clear that someone who didn't like Nina was behind it.

Back to the present:

"Wake up, you man stealing cunt!"

A couple of more slaps, and Nina starts to come around. She slowly sits up on the bed, and looks at you. "Oh gawd, it wasn't a dream!" she exclaims. "We did exchange bodies!"

"Nothing can get past you, can it Sherlock?" you taunt her.

"Why did this happen? How did it happen?" she asks.

"Why? Because Karma has a way of getting even. How? When the crystal globe fell to the floor, and shattered, it transferred our inner beings into each others' body."

"You're the one who did this?" Nina points an accusing finger at you. "You're the one who sent the globe?"

"No, not me. But someone who doesn't like you probably did," you explain to her. "Now we've got to figure out who did it. I'm no longer in love with James. at least I don't think I am. I'm enjoying my life too much to want to trade places with you."

"Then who did it?"

"That's what we have to find out." You look at her thoughtfully as your mind starts to wonder what it would be like to have sex with your own body while you have the chance. You shake your head, trying to dismiss the idea. "I think I know who is behind this. She should be here any minute from now."