She tried to remember what name he went by back in those days but couldn't bring the name out of the fog. He was so vain even after all these years. T...o drag her into one of his old haunts was so very much his style.She turned back to the bar. The bartender kept smiling at her with that "so whatcha doing later" smile. His hair was pulled back into a pony tail despite the fact the man had began to lose his hair way too early in life. His shirt hung open showing a golden cross peaking out of the. It was Shilla, hi Eve, I’ve got your party goodies and I have something to tell you when you come over to pick them up. Shilla was at her best, hiding information, always making a mystery out of everything. I said I would call over at eight o clock as Tom would be in for his tea around six thirty and had a squash match on at the leisure centre, so I would get him to drop me off on route and then pick me up on his way home. Not another party, said Tom when I asked him to drop me off at. Now my cleaning work is done, time for the rest of my preparation. PREP TIMEAfter I've gotten my self all clean and pretty, inside and out, its time to prepare for my masturbation/sexual play time. To keep my ass ready, I'll insert my favorite plug. This is not for beginners! This bad boy is 2.5 inches wide. It takes some patience and practice to get it in me but once in, it's not going to come out! The "popping" feeling of my asshole swallowing this up is incredible. Makes me gasp! After my. Well, the thought was better off ... no, drop it, better to think only of returning to his own timeline without further incident. It had been altogether too easy to interfere with the events of each of the other landings.But then as he was making plans to get home, he was also thinking of travel back, much, much farther. How much further, he hadn’t determined yet. Would even subtle changes make that much difference? One might think that there were more than one of him making these jumps, the.