Chapter 2

I had butterflies in my stomach as I lay, waiting for Beth to join me in bed that night. She came in within a few minutes after I had gone to bed, and snuggled back against me. I knew Mom would be a few minutes, so I slipped my right hand up, under her top and cupped her wonderfully soft, but firm breast. I gently pinched her already erect nipple and enjoyed hearing her gasp with pleasure.

When Mom came in, I had removed my hand from under Beth's top, but I left it gently holding her breast. Mom could obviously see Beth was in bed with me, but she didn't say a thing. She snuggled up behind me and kissed me on the neck. "Goodnight, Mike. Goodnight, Beth," she said.

We both told her goodnight, then I reached back behind me and my hand found Mom's leg, just above the knee. I gently ran my hand up and down the back of her leg for a few strokes, moving it higher each time. Finally I let my hand come to rest on her panty covered butt. I then gave it a gentle squeeze and returned my hand to Beth's breast.

When I awoke the next morning, Mom was still there. I rolled on my back and saw she was watching me. I stretched and put my arm around her as she lay her head on my chest. We lay like that for a few minutes and Beth began to stir. She turned over and saw Mom with her head on my chest, so she raised up for me to put my arm around her and then put her head on the other side of my chest. I was in heaven.

My sibling and my mother smiled at each other and snuggled in close. We lay like that for as long as I could stand it before reducing the pressure that had built up in my bladder. I told them I needed to go to the bathroom, so Mom said, "Okay, Mike. Beth and I will start breakfast. Come on down when you're through. The three of us need to have a talk about things, and I think we'd better do it this morning."

I was a little apprehensive when I went down to breakfast, but not overly so. Mom had made no objection to my holding Beth's breast, nor to my squeezing her butt.

When we were all seated, eating pancakes and sausages, Mom began. "We seem to be going in a direction none of us ever thought of going in. I'm not upset by it, but other people would be."

"I know, Mom. Beth and I were talking about that yesterday. We've wanted to talk with you about it, but we were both afraid you wouldn't understand."

"Well, I don't understand," Mom laughed. "I don't understand any of it, but it seems inescapable. Before you were in the hospital, Mike, I would have never thought of sleeping in the same bed with you. I would have never allowed you and Beth to share a bed, and I definitely would have never let you squeeze my ass like you did last night. I don't know what's come over us, but I can't say I'm not enjoying it."

"Mom, I've been in love with Mike for a long time. I would have probably fucked him if he had ever asked, but Mike acted like he didn't even know I existed. Now, since the stupid thing he did, he tells me he loves me too. I know we can never let anyone besides you know about us, but I also know I never want to be with anyone else."

"I can understand that, Beth, but there is a problem. I feel exactly the same way about him. So, what are we going to do?"

"Share."

"I think I could live with that, I was just wondering if you would see it as an option."

"Don't I have any say in this?" I asked.

They both looked at me, then at each other. They smiled and both said, "No!"

"Okay, I just wondered," I said as I smiled at each of them.

That day was one of the best days of either of my lives. We spent the day at home, just goofing around. We didn't have sex. We all agreed it was something that would happen, but we weren't ready for it. We did do a lot of kissing and touching and I guess if we'd admit it, a little groping.

I was laying out on one of the lounges when I had a very startling revelation. Mom was on the lounge next to me so I asked her about it. "Mom, did we live on Ferncrest Street before we moved here?"

"Yes, Honey. Who told you about that?"

"No one told me. I just suddenly remembered it. The house was smaller than this one. It was white with grey shutters, right?"

"Yes, Sweety," she said as she came over to where I was laying. Tears were running down her cheeks when she said, "Oh my baby! You're starting to remember!"

She was thrilled to death and I was scared to death. What if the real Mike was coming back to take over his mind and body? What would happen to George Halbertson then? I didn't know. I didn't want to lose this great young body. I didn't want to lose the relationship that was developing between my mother, my sister and I. I wanted to live.

Over the next couple of weeks I realized that although I could now access most of Mike's memories, Mike was gone. I don't know where his personality went, but I knew it no longer resided in the brain I was using.

It was during those two weeks that I started calling Mom, Bonnie. She didn't seem to mind, in fact, I think she became even more loving after I started calling her by name. It was also during that time that I decided I had to tell Bonnie and Beth the truth. I just couldn't figure out how to do it.

The night I had my first Mike memory, we all slept together in my bed again. This time, Beth wore her pajama top and panties, I wore my boxers, and Bonnie wore her nightgown with no panties.

Can you imagine the thrill I had when I reached back after we were all snuggled together and repeated rubbing Bonnie's leg like I had done the night before. When my hand came to rest on her butt, it was on her bare butt. I petted and squeezed and ran my hand down between her cheeks.

Bonnie giggled and Beth asked what was going on. "I just gave Mike a surprise, Sweety. I'm not wearing any panties."

"No fair! No fair! If you're not wearing any panties, I'm taking my top off."

"Go ahead, Sweety. I'm sure Mike would like easier access to those lovely little titties of yours."

"They're not so little, Bonnie my love. They are lovely though."

By now, Beth had her top off and she pulled my hand to one of her boobs. I felt Bonnie reach over me and slide her hand under mine. She stroked Beth's breast and pinched her nipple for a couple of minutes then said, "You're right, Mike. They aren't little. It's been a while since I've seen them."

"Mom, are you feeling my tit?" Beth asked.

"Yes I am. Does it bother you?"

"No, Mom. It feels great. You can play with my boobs any time you want. If Mike isn't playing with them first, that is."

We all got a giggle out of this, then snuggled in and soon drifted off to sleep.

The next morning we all awoke and snuggled before getting up. God, it felt good having Beth's naked boobs pressing into my chest, so I told her so.

"She has an unfair advantage," Bonnie said as she sat up in bed and pulled off her gown.

Now, in all my years as George Halbertson, I had never had two lovely women pressing their breasts into me at once. I have to admit, I really liked it.

Bonnie had a couple of houses to show today, so she had to get up and moving. She got out of bed, totally naked, and started across the room. She was giving her hips an exaggerated sway, so I let out a whistle. She looked over her shoulder and smiled. I asked if she needed anyone to wash her back.

Bonnie giggled and said, "No, I don't have time for that this morning, but maybe tomorrow."

I turned back to Beth and pulled her into my arms. We kissed for a few minutes as her nipples tried to become a permanent part of my chest. I was caressing her back, and several times had run my hand down to fondle her butt. Finally, I let my hand slip under her panties and let it come to rest holding one of her ass cheeks.

"Ummm. That's nice, big bro. We need to get up and have some breakfast though, so I'll only give you a couple of hours to quit."

I kissed her again then told her I was sorry, but I had to pee so bad it was hurting. I slipped out of bed and into the bathroom. After I finished, then washed my hands and brushed my teeth, I went back into the bedroom, and Beth was gone.

When I arrived in the kitchen, Bonnie and Beth were both eating cereal. Bonnie pushed a bowl toward me and asked, "So, what are you two planning for today?"

As I was filling my coffee cup I said, "I haven't talked it over with Beth yet, but I'd like to take another walk, then maybe swim some laps. I really need to build up my strength. I want to find a job of some kind so I can help out around here a little."

"Oh, my heart," Bonnie said as she made a big show of grabbing her left boob. "You want a job? Honey, I've always had a hard time just getting you to take out the trash. If you want to do something, take over the yard work. I pay a service over $200.00 every month to take care of the mowing, and trimming. We've got a good mower and a gasoline trimmer in the garage that haven't been used since your father died."

"Bonnie, I'll be happy to do that, but I feel like I should do more. Would you mind talking over the family finances with Beth and me sometime soon?"

"No, Sweety, I'd be happy to go over things with you. You've just never shown any interest in things like that before. Are you interested too, Beth?"

"Yes I am, Mom. I've always worried about how we were going to make it with Dad gone."

"Okay, lets set down when I get home this afternoon. I keep pretty fair records, so it shouldn't take long to go over everything."

Bonnie left soon after and Beth and I talked until I had finished my third cup of coffee. Beth agreed a walk sounded good, so we changed clothes and started around the neighborhood again.

We walked, holding hands and talking about everything under the sun. We teased a little about last night and Beth said she was going to be naked tonight and she wanted me naked too. I asked her what Bonnie was going to say about that and she just smiled and said if Bonnie had been going to say anything she'd have done so already.

We went a couple of blocks further than we had before, and when we turned and headed back, Beth said, "Mike, something is different about you from before. I've loved you for a long time, but before I loved you in spite of your personality, now I love you because of it. It's almost like you're a different person in the same body."

I was stunned. I knew Beth was smart, but she had hit the nail on the head on the first swing. "Sweety, I don't know what to say. I love you, and I know you love me, and I don't want that to change. I know why I'm different, but I haven't wanted to tell anyone because I was afraid you'd stop loving me."

"Mike, like I said, I love you for who you are. You are a good person, and I don't think anything you could tell me could change how I feel about you. Mom sees the difference too. I think that's why she wants to fuck your brains out. She was never really close with you before."

"Okay, my sweet love, I'm going to tell you. I hope it doesn't affect us, but if it does, it is better for it to happen now than after we'd done something you'd regret. I know that you and Bonnie deserve to know the truth. I'd hoped to wait a little longer to tell you, but things are happening so fast, and you're so damned smart that now is probably as good a time as any."

I stopped for a few seconds, trying to collect my thoughts, then continued. "This is going to be hard for you to believe. Hell, it's hard for me to believe, and I'm part of it. Sweety, I am a different person in this body. The best I can piece it together, the Mike you knew died on his way to the hospital. His personality ceased to exist at that time. I was a 58 year old man with a worn out body. My name was George Halbertson, and my body died of a heart attack just before I woke up in this body."

I waited a few minutes for her to respond. "My God, that sounds like something out of the twilight zone. If you were a 58 year old man, I must seem awfully childish to you. How can you love someone who's over forty years younger than you?"

"I don't know how, but I do. No, you do 'not' seem childish. You are far more mature than any woman I was ever around. I was amazed at first, but soon learned to accept it. I do love you, Sweet Beth, and I hope you can learn to love me too."

"Oh, I already love you. I'm just scared. I don't want to lose you to someone more mature."

"Not going to happen, Sweety," I told her as I gave her a big hug. "So, you don't have a problem believing what I've told you?"

"Oh, it's unbelievable alright," she smiled as she squeezed my hand. "The only problem is, it fits what I've been able to observe. So, you really don't know what happened to Mike's personality?"

"No. I couldn't remember anything about Mike's life until yesterday. Since I started remembering his memories, I've been able to trace what happened up to the time of his death. I can feel what he felt and know what he knew. I remember them putting me into the ambulance and them starting me on oxygen. I remember thinking I'd been cheated because I hadn't really experienced death as I had wanted to. Then there is nothing until ten days later my George personality woke up. I seem to now have all of Mike's memories and all of George's memories."

We were back at the house now and standing in the family room. Beth said, "Wow!" then waited while things sunk in. I was afraid that now was the time she'd pull away from me, but instead, she put her arm around me. I leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips, then pulled her into a hug. We stood there a few minutes, just holding on, then Beth said, "Come on. Let's get in the pool."

She started pulling me toward the patio, so I said, "I don't have my suite."

She smiled and said, "Neither do I."

She started unbuttoning my shirt, and when I looked at her with a raised eyebrow she nodded. I started removing her clothes as well. Soon we were both naked, so I picked her up and started walking toward the pool. Her eyes never left mine as I walked. I climbed up on the diving board and walked out to the end. I pulled her up so that our lips met, then stepped off the end of the board. We didn't break the kiss until we had surfaced.

We didn't engage in a lot of horseplay that day. We did do a lot of kissing and touching. She asked me a million questions, and I answered them the best I could. I had been afraid she'd pull away, but instead, I felt us growing closer.

When we had both started to look like a couple of prunes, we got out of the pool and snuggled together on the same lounge. A fifteen year old girl and a sixteen year old boy, our bodies genetically related, but our minds so in love we didn't care. We were still laying there, her butt snuggled against my erection, both my arms around her and both of my hands holding her boobs when Bonnie came home.

Bonnie walked over, looked down at us and said, "I just can't leave you two alone for five minutes." Then she smiled and started removing her own clothing. I guess we're going to have to buy a bigger lounge. I'm not going to play odd man out."

Bonnie climbed on the lounge behind me and as she was snuggling in, the damned thing collapsed. We ended up on the ground a shrieking mass of arms and legs and other assorted body parts.

When we had finally disentangled, Bonnie asked if we'd eaten and we admitted we had forgotten all about it. We all went inside, ignoring the fact we were still bare, and started putting together some lunch.

While we were eating, I told Bonnie the story of who I really am. I expected a strong reaction from her, but was not disappointed when it failed to materialize. She did cry for a few minutes, mourning the loss of her son, and I knew it would be a while before she got over it.

"So, Mike... George... whatever. Are you still my son?"

"Bonnie, biologically, I am still your son. This is still the same body that came from your beautiful body sixteen years ago. Am I the same person you raised for sixteen years? No, I am not, although now I do have his memories, so you might say I am in that way too. It's just that now, I also have the memories of George as well."

"So," Bonnie said. "If Mike's memories are still there, he isn't completely dead, is he?"

"No, I guess not. His personality is gone though. You have to remember that is the same personality that caused him to do the foolish thing that wiped that personality out."

"It was also a personality I didn't like very well. I like this version of Mike a lot better. I like you as a son and a friend and I know that eventually I'm going to like you as a lover. I love you in a way I could have never loved the old Mike."

"I love you too, Bonnie. Please just try to forget George is there. As far as I'm concerned, I'm a sixteen year old boy named Mike with a beautiful mother and a gorgeous sister. If you can forget about the differences it will be better for all of us."

"I don't think I can forget about the differences. I don't even want to. As I said before, I could never have loved the old Mike the way I love the new one. I don't want to lose that love."

"I don't want to lose it either, Bonnie. There's one other thing I need to tell the two of you, though. It is when George Halbertson died."

Beth and Bonnie looked at each other, puzzled. "I thought you said George died just before you woke up in your new body," Beth said.

"Well, it was and it wasn't. The date that George died was March 3, 2003. Somehow, I was kicked 27 years into my past. The original George is living in Richmond, Virginia as we speak. He is thirty-one years old right now."

I think it was harder for them to accept this than it was to accept that someone else was in their brother/son's body. My smart assed little sister was the first to catch on to the implications of what I had just told them.

"That means you know what's going to happen before it happens," She gasped.

"Well, to some extent. If I was aware of it when it was happening, and if I cared enough about it to remember it, then yes, I know. I had never heard of Bonnie or Beth or Mike Green though, so I have no idea what happens with any of us."

"But, do you know anything about stock things or anything like that?"

"Yes, I do Sweety. That's one reason I wanted to go over the family finances with Bonnie. There are several companies that are going to take off like rockets. I know of one that by 1990 the stock will have split so many times that an original share of stock will be worth a thousand times what it was worth when it was purchased. I know what fads are going to take off and which ones are going to flop. We can become very wealthy if we play our cards right."

"So, you're saying if we bought ten thousand dollars worth of this one stock right now that by 1990 it would be worth ten million dollars?" Bonnie asked.

"That's right, Bonnie. IBM is going to be introducing a personal home computer that is going to set the standard for the industry. By 2003 90% of all homes are going to have personal computers. They are the wave of the future, and I'd like for the three of us to be riding that wave."

"Are there other stocks that do as well?"

"Yes, some. Another computer company that does well with home computers is Apple. Intel is a company that makes the brains of a computer. Microsoft is a company that writes the main software that makes a computer run. The man who started Microsoft will become the richest man in the United States. There are three big companies I can think of right off hand that are part of the Internet, which is a world wide network of computers that anyone can use for paying a small monthly fee. These are Amazon, eBay, and Yahoo. Any of the three could make us rich if we invest early enough."

"All of these seem like they are several years in the future. Is there anything you can think of that happens sooner?"

"I really can't think of anything right off hand, sweet, sexy lady, but if I start looking through the Wall Street Journal, I'm sure if I see a company name I'll know if it becomes big or not."

"Oh my God! We really could become rich. Then I wouldn't have to put on the sexy act for all those overweight middle aged clients."

"That's right, Sweety. That's why I want to get a job so we'll have something to invest."

"But, Mike. You don't have to. We have over a hundred thousand you can play with. It was for your and Beth's college fund, but if you really know what's going to happen to some companies, it's going to be a sure thing."

"Well, Bonnie, we could still lose some money in the short term. For example, if we buy a stock of a company that I know is going to make it big, it might lose value at first before the big breakthrough or whatever causes it to become successful."

"We're not going to worry about that. I want you to start reading the Wall Street Journal. If you see a company that is having its first offering and you know it from 2003, I want to buy $10,000 worth of the stock. I don't want to get greedy, Mike, so at first at least, let's say that when the value of the stock is ten times the original, we sell out. Does that make sense?"