I made a quick exit, stage right, before he could hug me.As I read back over this, it comes across as if nothing that had happened recently concerned ...me in the least. Well, that notion couldn’t be farther from the truth. I was acutely aware of everything that had happened. Hell, if you think about it, I had to be! I was walking on the edge of a razor, trying to keep myself alive while assisting the flow of time to correct the anomaly that was El Paso in 1877. Getting time back on track was why. "Halfway to her house, we passed the deserted WalMart parking lot. "Why don't you pull in here for a few minutes," she said."Why?" I'll tell you." Okay." I pulled into the parking lot."Park somewhere and douse the lights," she said.I did so."Would you like a demonstration?" she asked."Of what?" My tongue-stud." Doing what?" Guess." You're k**ding me." You've been very nice to me, and I've already told Sarah that I think you're really sexy-looking for a dad. And the money you've paid me to help. I was pleased to see someone I recognised on ‘meet and greet’ duty in the reception area, immediately inside the door.“Hello Mr Sharma,” I said as we shook hands. “Is upstairs open today? I’m spending some quality time with my favourite niece and we’d like somewhere quiet where we can talk.”Mel affected an angelic smile while affixing herself to my left side, the side away from the main restaurant, like a limpet.“Of course, Mr Jackson,” said the distinguished-looking Indian man. “You’re always. Lightly tugging on your clit string, he gets your attention again. He runs the wand over your belly and lightly touches your clit, this alone is enough to have you whimper, telling him in no distinct way that youre ready. He touches the wand to the clamps which are still on your labia, this is new, the metal only makes the vibrations more intense. This is it, you are holding back the most intense orgasm of your life, your skin is covered in goosebumps, your eyes are watering, your cunt is.