She just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.
There he was, Danelle, not Franw. He wished for a better body, a younger body, but he hadn't had the time to find another body. However, he had no choice but to do it. Within several hours, Frank was this old, frail old man; he still had the power to transfer his essence to another body. But it works, but he didn't plan o, being a woman, but here I am, Frank no more, here I am, I'm her now, until I find another body, until it to late, to transfer into a better body that Frank would care for. But Danelle was a dancer, an exotic dancer, and part part-time prostitute. So, Frank/Danelle was sitting on the countertop of her dressing room. Frank/Danelle was pondering her next step until it was too late. It would about several months to a year. Until Frank/Danelle could develop enough power to transfer him/herself to a new body, the paper would notice his/her former body's death. Danelle, to do something until it was to late, she knew things, that that former Danelle she was smarter, quicker, has several place to hide frank fortune, she need it, to start a new life, but when she was about leave, a guy, appear head appeared through the door, about 10 minutes, to go to get on stage. So, I had played the dancer for a little while longer, but I don't know how to dance exotically, when to stage, automatically moved like it was part of me, maybe there was a part of her in me or muscle memory. Maybe being a girl isn't so bad. After her session, she went to one of her hidden stashes. And found it, she started to plan, carefully plan, to change her new life. She even started enjoying sex as a ggirlmaybe being a girl was fate.
