Please start with this series on Part 1. Some of this may not make sense if you don't.
Some readers may ask how it is possible I remember all these events. I was a lawyer in another life and learned to keep really good notes. When I became Andi, I kept a daily diary of what was happening in my life. Some of the exact dialog may not be exact, but the gist of it is correct.
Note: I am dealing with two people. Andy, the man who died. Andi, the teenager whose body Andy is trapped in. In the story I use first person singular (I, me, my, mine) for Andy's thoughts and third person feminine singular (she, her, hers, herself) for Andi's body. Eventually I will refer to both Andy's thoughts and Andi's body in the first person singular.
Although this is a fictitious story (or is it). Facts stated in this are based in science.
List of characters:
Andy: The man who died and took over Andi's body
Andi: Tina and Ned's daughter. Beautiful young lady whose mind was switched with Andy
Mary Sue: Andi's roommate
Bill: Mary Sue's FiancΓ©
Misty: Andi's lesbian lover
Mrs. P: Misty's mom and former client of Andi
Louis: Andi and Misty's French boy toy
I again had gotten straight "A's" through my fall semester. I again received a congratulatory letter telling me I had made the President's List. I was scheduled to graduate on May, 5, 2003. Andy Rooney, CBS News correspondent was the scheduled speaker. In another life, I really liked Andy Rooney. I had applied to several graduate schools. I had gotten accepted to every school I applied to. I decided on a program at Indiana School of Applied Health Science. They were going to allow me to start a PhD program and skip the masters program. This also allowed me to get a PhD with a minor in Human Sexuality at the Kinsey Institute. The one catch was Misty. She was a year behind me and honestly I didn't want to leave her. I was able to have IU hold a place for me the following year. Misty was a surprising good student. I was hoping to have her go to IU law school.
I had gotten a letter to apply to Phi Beta Kappa. I decided not to apply for various reasons including I wasn't sure I would get in. Later a member told me if you get an application sent to you, you were in.
I had decided to apply to the University as a graduate student majoring in Clinical Research Coordinator. It allowed me not to waste a year and would really give me a leg up when I went to Indiana School of Applied Health Science. I would learn to plan, direct, or coordinate clinical research projects. Direct the activities of workers engaged in clinical research projects to ensure compliance with protocols and overall clinical objectives. May evaluate and analyze clinical data, or so their web site said.
Mary Sue and Bill were planning a July wedding. Mary Sue asked me to be the maid of honor. Mary Sue was not happy with Bill having his twice a month threesome with Misty and I. We were winding the threesome down. I so loved Bill's wonder dick, but realized this arrangement wasn't good for any of our mental health. Mary Sue and Bill were accepted into the MBA here and were going to stay in her condo. It looked like Misty and I would also be in the condo for another year.
Bill knew how much I loved big dick. He told me about a French student who had been a swimmer but had quit. A couple of Bill's friends told him about the French student. Apparently he liked to walk around the bathroom naked showing off his huge dick. He was also uncut. The last time I saw an uncut dick was when I was a college junior in a community dorm shower in another life. It piqued my interest and so Misty and I were going to try and get this guy to fuck us.
I was able to line up a "blind date" with Louis. Misty and I decided to have me meet Louis uptown at an upscale restaurant. Misty would just happen to run into us. I decided to wear a light colored top with a shelf bra. My areoles and nipples were very obvious. I was hoping Louis was a breast man. I really didn't know what Misty was going to wear. She had become very unpredictable in her behavior.
I was surprised when I met Louis (he preferred the French pronunciation of his name Louie), he was better looking that I was lead to believe. He greeted me with kisses on the cheek and commended how pretty I was. "You think I'm pretty, you should see my roommate," I said. I was curious why Louis didn't have a French accent. His mother was originally from New York. She married a Parisian and they spoke both English and French at home. As I took of my coat as we were being seated, I noticed he couldn't keep his eyes off of my breasts. As we were making small talk, Misty showed up wearing a full length leather coat. I introduced Misty to Louis. "You weren't kidding, she is truly beautiful," Louis said.
Misty decided to close the deal when she said, "I'm only here to order pick up." Louis and I were seated at a table with our backs to a wall. "I'm burning up in this coat." With that she untied her coat belt, opened the coat and flashing her perfect naked body to Louis and retied the belt. Louis' jaw literally hit the ground. I looked around and apparently nobody got a clear view of what she had done. I asked Misty if she would like to join us. She said, with pleasure. All through the meal Louis couldn't keep his eyes off of Misty. To make sure he did, she would adjust her coat so that it would open up enough to expose her boobs.