She will cry and then she will phone me and I will comfort her.I’m already crying for her. Although Maria did not relish our relationship she is, af...er all, my mother too – albeit from a different time. Twice now I have experienced her death, once as Sarah and once as Sophie.The phone rings. I hesitate to pick it up but I must.“Hello,” I say.I know it’s Sarah and we start on a conversation that I know can only go one way – downhill.Saturday 8 September 2021It’s the day of the funeral. It goes. It’s your wish but you have a whole night to think about it. Tell me about your answer tomorrow.”The whole night I was tensed thinking that what if she tells other people about it. It would be a big problem. Next day in the morning the bell rang as usual. I was in my shorts. But I had a boner today as I was a bit excited. As soon as I opened the door Vaishali was standing in front of me.I was very surprised by what she did next. She directly grabbed my dick which was hard and standing. She. I'm Veronica Lodge, and you ARE MY SLAVE, Archie Andrews, the poor shithead everyone is laughing at," said this Veronica Lodge in her beautiful, very smooth, cultured voice.Veronica could only gasp like a netted codfish. She stared down at herself and screamed. She was in Archie Andrews's body! Wide eyed with terror, she turned her stare back to what had been herself only moments ago. Inside her beautiful stolen body she saw Archie smile like a cat, looking as they had both known it just like. Investigators from the L.A. Bureau office served the subpoenas and gathered up all the company’s accounting and shipment records. Unfortunately, they were unable to find any supporting documentation in any of the official records. They were going to have to dig deeper, but they didn’t have a clue where to start. Unbeknownst to them, Barbara North stepped in to help… ********** As she and her husband were getting into bed one night a couple weeks into January 1957, Barbara had an idea floating.