The Russian Chick
The body of the brunette stirred. "Huh... What? Lena, where?" Yulia was jumping up in down in a terrible excitement.
"LENA! I'm in your body!" 'Lena' blinked.
"What... Oh... my... god..." Those blue eyes met with Yulia. "I'm not Lena, Yulia. I'm... Ivan." Yulia screamed and stumbled back and fell off the bed.
"YOU MEAN I SLEPT WITH YOU LAST NIGHT INSTEAD OF MY LENA?" Ivan shook 'her' head.
"No, I was in my own apartment last night..." Yulia flinched as she remembered the legened, how not only had the girls switched bodies, but just before saving the older girl's life, the younger girl had switched bodies with the male soldier. A groan escaped her mouth.
"So that means..."
"LENA! I'm in your body!" 'Lena' blinked.
"What... Oh... my... god..." Those blue eyes met with Yulia. "I'm not Lena, Yulia. I'm... Ivan." Yulia screamed and stumbled back and fell off the bed.
"YOU MEAN I SLEPT WITH YOU LAST NIGHT INSTEAD OF MY LENA?" Ivan shook 'her' head.
"No, I was in my own apartment last night..." Yulia flinched as she remembered the legened, how not only had the girls switched bodies, but just before saving the older girl's life, the younger girl had switched bodies with the male soldier. A groan escaped her mouth.
"So that means..."