How could I get back to normal? The prof said I couldn't risk alteringmore history by returning to 1984. As much as I want to try anyway, histheory ma...es too much sense. I'd have to literally find a way to causemy parents to have sex on a specific night at a specific time to makeme what I'd been before. The impossibility of it all was a big letdown.Am I stuck as Amy? It appears that is the case.As I was thinking all this through, the phone rang. It was the MiddleSchool asking about my absence.. I checked my face, but the cut seemed to have sealed itself, as no more wet blood flowed when I tentatively touched it.I decided I had to get further away before they began searching for me in earnest. I pulled my blood splattered hood up and ran on. I kept going as long as I could, keeping hidden as much as possible. I have no idea what time it was when I had to stop again, but by this point, I had no idea where I was. I managed to find another bush to hide in behind a bench, and collapsed.I. I had to sit in my car to recover. A week later Cheryl came to my house and asked, “Michelle, have you seen Keith recently? He always talks about you a lot. If I didn’t know better I’d say he had a crush on you.”I wanted to find out if she had lesbian tendencies. She was in a sexy mini dress today. I had to tell her. I never told you, but Cheryl is 65 and still is very sexy. I was so guilty and felt so bad that I just had to tell her Keith and I had sex several times when she was away. I told. I hugged her and then after few minutes I hold her kameez or churidar whatever you say and removed it above from her head and made it drop on the floor. She was only in her lingerie with me. Her body was soft and fully ripped and I was getting wild by just touching her that time. Then I slowly placed my hands on her back and removed her hook of her bra and made it loose and finally slid it from her shoulder and made it drop too. Her boobs were small around 32 size and round with erected.