Sarah knew that Biff Meadows, the hunky football captain was on his way to her house to take her out, so Sarah started getting ready. She planned on making Biff take her to the nicest place he could afford tonight and then, if she was in the mood and if he showed her a good time, she'd let him make love to her - with a condom of course, no way did she want to get pregnant. After picking out the perfect I'm hot-I'm sexy-I might be willing to go later outfit for that night and checking and rechecking her hair and make-up, Sarah went downstairs to wait for her date. Sarah's mother was the only person down there. Susan McMillian had been very like Sarah in high school but had gotten knocked up her senior year. Unbenownst to Sarah, Susan really wished she had never had a child. As it was, Susan had married weathy and made sure that her husband's money paid for the best for Sarah. Susan turned to greet her daughter as she came downstairs.
Sarah suddenly felt strange. Her body was tingling, and so was her brain. Sarah looked over at the mirror, and saw in shock that she was getting older! Sarah's teen years passed before her eyes and soon, the person in the mirror resembled Sarah's mother, only maybe a year or two older. Sarah's clothes had changed, too, to a very sexy and stylish blouse and skirt combo with heels that screamed "I'm rich and hip, so what if I'm 30?". Sarah looked at her... mom? Suddenly Sarah couldn't think of Susan that way. She was more like an... older sister. Susan smiled at her kid sister. She was jealous of Sarah; somehow the younger sister had become very wealthy young and had lived it up without losing her money. "So when is your date, sis?" Susan asked. "And what's his name?"
Sarah hesitated. It had been Biff, but she was no longer sure. She couldn't date a high schooler when she was this old could she? But although Sarah seemed to have some new memories of her current life, she couldn't for the life of her think of who else might be coming. Before she could answer, the doorbell rang. Susan went to answer. "This must be him!" she grinned at her sister.
