We all must have somehowswitched bodies. By the way that Amber was acting I was guessing thatit was Chad who was in there. I ran over and pulled them ...part."Cut that out!" I shouted.I stopped for a minute because of how foreign Tiffany's voice soundedcoming from my perspective."Now we all just need to calm down and figure this out. Who are you?" Iasked whoever was in Chad's body."I'm Amber." she replied.At about this time Tiffany had come around in my body and was startingto panic."What's going. My sister stuck by my side for the first viewing and part of the second. Then a couple of her friends showed up, so she had her support system. I stuck by my boyfriend, mom, and best friend. Still I watched, wondering who these people were, wondering what memories they shared with my dad, and what they were crying for. Was it the loss of a friend? A relative? An old flame? A drug buddy? Did any of his dealers come? What did they think when they found out he died? That he was a cool guy and that. Every day I travel by train from my house to work. A trip no longer than fifteen minutes. I live close to the train station and my office is within walking distance from the other train station. Fixed times up and down vague acquaintances among the fellow commuters. A nod in the morning or evening. Occasionally a chat, usually with an incidental delay; then there is always mutual solidarity and common complaining about the Dutch Railways.Only after a few weeks i notice the newcomer. He gets in. I had to stop and they did each other for a while I guess they were done because they both said, "lets go."When we got back I took care of the horses and they went back to the house. When I got back a few of the guests were here, including Robin. You remember Robin, she was the one that Jen was going to blackmail because she fucked her and Kerri's boyfriends. That was put on hold,(more on that later.) Robin ran up to me and gave me a hug and a kiss while I was groping her ass. I notice five.