The switch was immediate this time. One moment, I was a baby drifting off in the hands of her mother, and the next, I was sitting on the floor, playing with dolls.
I didn't even bother trying to move again. I was a passenger in this body as well. I couldn't do anything but watch Feliz. The male ragdoll chases Bertia, the female rag doll with the missing eye, professing his love. For me, I felt that Bertia would do well to turn down his advances for a bit longer. But, seriously, the fact that she only had one eye didn't mean she should just accept any guy that came her way. A girl should have standards.
The room we were in didn't look like anyone lived in it. There were no decorations. The only furniture in the room was the bed, a single chair, and a dressing table with a large mirror on
