The mother had thought that her daughter had died with her original body as a result of a car crash caused by a car driven by someone who had swapped ...into the driver's body during the Switch and had crashed the car after fainting.Not giving up after learning of the mind swaps, the mother had pursued every possible lead until she heard that there was a confused little girl in an adult body at the prison calling herself by the same name as her daughter! Talking to the girl with the warden's. The panties were gauzy nylon hip-huggers with a rather naughty redtrim. Like most of Chrissie's underwear, they were classic full briefs(she wouldn't graduate to bikinis for another four years), but thesewere like nothing she'd ever worn before. There were lace insets alongthe hips and a tag in the middle of the waist band. I guess some peoplemight've thought they were way too mature for a little girl of eight,but Chrissie's face lit up like the Macy's Christmas Tree the instantshe saw. They would bus us to the bowling alley after school was finished on Thursdays.I loved to bowl. I was good at it too. In later years I would get to nearly a 200/game average. I even shot a 279 in my adult years. Man I remember my legs were shaking when I was up in the 10th frame. And here I go again jumping in time. Sorry, I'll try to do this less. Bad mind, Bad Bad mind. Stop doing this to me!I broke my first lunch box at St. B's.It was a GI Joe lunch box. The glass lining in the thermos. “What do you say we get right to it?” she suggested as she flipped up onto her hands and then over, landing gently on top of me. “Winner goes on top!” She sat astride my hips straight-backed and proud, smiling down at me. I watched entranced as she lifted her hips to let my cock stand up straight, then lowered them again. It seemed to take forever for that delicious cleft between her thighs to touch my aching crown, and even longer for it to swallow me up, pulling me into warm, wet.