He gassed me ... straight into the ground ... ball of jelly ... dead ... except I didn't ... die. They ... we all know who they are ... sent me back t...o be a kid ... in my family ... that's how I knew the derby winners."I was supposed to change things ... I did. You are here. In my first life, you died in 1959. I must have been doing a piss poor job because I died this year in Vietnam and got resurrected in 1942..." You talked at birth." Yup ... you remembered ... and Grace was born fifteen. Phil hired my wife and two teachers because he wanted to "spice up" the atmosphere at the bar with waitresses in shorts and bikini’s. My wife and the two married teachers agreed because they were friends with Phil’s wife. Well they were three of the hottest waitresses I've ever seen in my life. The bar was packed with young guys and girls ogling my wife and her two friends. My wife seemed to really enjoy serving drinks and bending over to display her small tits and perky nipples to the. I said it was ok and quite a compliment really. They said I would make a good stripper, I laughed. They naught me more drinks and even had a dance. All very nice and I admit I liked the attention, liked it a lot, even enough to not mind there hands touching a little and brushing up against me. We had more drinks, some quite strong ones, and there. hands where getting more touchy. Then one said that he could see my cunt, and he could see how wet I was through the wet patch on my shorts. He was. My older brother (then 14) brought home a “dirty magazine” - a Penthouse or Hustler and together we poured over the stories and photos. Our parents knew he had it and I remember dad saying to my brother “there’s a few wanks in that Tony”. Mum had no qualms letting me read it saying it would broaden my mind. Hence I wasn’t surprised when our parents were out one day that Tony asked me if he could see my “pisser”.“What do you mean”? I asked innocently.“You know, can I see where you piss from” he.