"How could you possibly know that?" I spoke before I thought and couldn't take it back."When you stood up and turned towards me, as you got out of the...car, something just told me that you were like me, and I had to know. I had to KNOW..." She was quiet for a few moments."I was thirty-one years old and living in New York City, when I fell asleep driving home from working twenty-four straight hours on a project at work. I woke up in the body of a ten year old girl. She was killed in an auto. This continued for a while, I was not bothered by the poking as i had got used to it by then.The thing that was bothering me a little was the kid ,he kept on rubbing my knees sometimes my thighs for which i felt awkward but as its just a kid i ignored it. The crowd increased more and more a skinny man ended up in front of my , he looked like he hadn’t bathed for over a week and looked like a construction worker.I moved a little back as he was pushed in by people that were entering,i stopped. Then it happened. A cosmic alignment of consequences. Slick was shaving around the right nipple when he suddenly sneezed. At the same time Dom let loose a tremendous belch. The combination of the hand twitching from the sneeze and the chest heaving from the belch resulted in Slick cutting off the right nipple! Well, he didn’t cut it completely off, it was hanging by a slim strip of skin. Slick yelled ‘Oh shit!’ and grabbed up a bottle of rubbing alcohol and dashed it on the wound. Then he stuck. She said her name was Holly and she lived just two houses down the street. If I was interested in a cold drink or some refreshments. I said that that would be great but that i had to unpack my car first. Specially some groceries before they spoiled in the heat.Well, she said, the invitation stands, just come on over when you are done, I live in the yellow house just over there. The front door is not locked, so if I do not answer the doorbell, just walk in, when I am in the back of the house I.