"Morning Sunshine" his calm tender voice brought my eyes to open. There he was, the love of my life. For 40 years now this man with graying hair, wrinkles on his forehead and a crooked smile loved me honestly every single day and there I was, hiding behind my own shadow wondering how his heart full of love and purity would feel about what I never could tell him. I mean how could I? I myself couldn't fully comprehend what had happened. One moment we were 60 year olds fighting, the next thing I knew I was in bed with another man. I was in bed with another man in a different body. My mind loved the pleasure, I felt younger and more alive. I couldn't help but linger around my own skin. This stranger was kissing me. Forcefully yet tenderly and I was loving every moment of it. Yet for some reason, I knew I was different. My skin, new and soft, not a single trace of wrinkling flesh. My breasts full and tight. My hair as I caught a glimpse of it, blended with the color of the darkness of the room. Who was I? There is something wrong. Terribly wrong. It hit me then. The knots in my stomach tightened. My heart rate increased with every passing second. My breaths were cut short and my eyes shot open. I'm making love to a stranger and I'm 18 again. -By me. Cassandra Domingo. Tell me what you guys think of it. XD isn't done yet, but of it gets good feedback and stuff I could continue it. thanks guys! <3 hope you enjoyed. might have a few spelling errors, typing on the itouch gets pretty frustrating. XD Thank you!