Mid-Forties, Brown Hair

You decide to try the power on the woman jogging across the street.

I wish to be in a sexual relationship with her.

Upon completing that thought, you feel yourself trip and falling face first towards the sidewalk hearing what sounds like some guy talking about the financial markets in your ears.

"Gaaahhhhh!!!" you yell as you crash to the ground. Your AirPods pop out as you hit the cement. Luckily, you had the good sense to get your arms out in front of you. Still hurts like hell.

Wait...AirPods? When did you get AirPods?

"Oh! John! Honey! Baby!" you hear a woman shout. You're aware that the woman is now standing next to you. You look up, and see that it's the jogger from across the street...Jacqueline, is her name - but she goes by Jackie.

How did you know that??

She slowly helps you to your feet. "Are you okay? What happened, darling?" she asks.

"I'm not sure, one moment I was just standing..." you trail off as you look around and realize that you are now on the opposite side of there street from where you were just a moment ago. You had been over there, looking over here. You made the wish, and now you're over here, looking over there. Your mind is having some trouble connecting the dots.

You look at Jackie. She's clearly concerned for you. So, does that mean it worked? You give her the once over - she's even more attractive from a mere foot away than she was from across the street. And her heavy breathing, either from jogging or from concern for you, is making her ample chest heave.

"Did you hit your head? How are you feeling? Maybe we should just head back to the house..." she says, trying to size up your current condition. "I'll call Sebastian and have him bring the car around." She pulls out her phone, while keeping an eye on you, and starts talking to someone.

Suddenly, your brain hurts. Like you just got hit on the back of the head with a baseball bat while your ears are being electrocuted and someone stuffed your face in a bowl of chopped onions. Well, best analogy you could come up with in the heat of the moment. The pain is intense, but you find yourself unable to scream, unable to move.

As quickly as it came, the pain is gone. Your movement is back. And you now know everything! Everything about Jackie, your relationship with her, who this Sebastian guy is...

Jackie's husband, Frank, had passed away about two and a half years ago. They had been adrenaline junkies, and he passed after complications due to a severe snowboarding incident. Frank had made some fantastic stock picks back in the day that paved their way to luxury. Frank and Jackie had never had any children, as it would have impeded on their lifestyle, so Jackie was alone and loaded. And fearing that she could face the same fate as her deceased husband, she toned down her active lifestyle.

That was when you met her. It was about six months after Frank passed. You were on your way to work, and the bus was late. Your car was in the shop, so your options were to bike or take an Uber. You chose to take an Uber to get to work faster - except...you didn't? You remember taking the Uber that day, but now you also remember biking to work. That's right, you chose to bike to work, and while you were navigating traffic, a taxi cut you off, causing you to swerve in front of Jackie's car...and it hit you. Not hard - traffic was moving farily slowly - but enough to knock you off the bike and cause Jackie to get flashes of her husband's injury.

Sebastian - Jackie's driver - jumped out of the car to help you up, and Jackie insisted that you could not go to work and she needed to be sure you were unharmed. They brought you back to her home, and she spent the day tending to you like a wounded bird. She was chatty and you had quickly learned much about her and enjoyed the time with her. You also had to admit that you were a bit intoxicated with the extravagant lifestyle she had. Well, Jackie hadn't been with a man since Frank, and her tending to you caused the Florence Nightingale effect, so the day turned into a very long - and enjoyable - night for both of you.

After that, you quit your job. You moved in with Jackie, took some finance and investment classes, and started handling all of her money - and doing very well. Your relationship was fantastic, and your nights were filled with passion - nothing was off the table with Jackie when it came to sex...you'd even gotten her off while on top of the table quite a few times.

You were even starting to consider asking her to marry you.

Marry you? You are very conflicted. Having two sets of memories is frustrating - and you don't really know what you feel at the moment.