“Hi Henry! I just baked these and wanted to bring you some,” said Lori handing him the little basket of warm cookies. “What are you doing in the...e? I would love to see your workshop.” Henry’s eyes devoured her slowly, from top to tasty bottom. He weighed her request carefully before turning to let her go into his sanctuary. “Sure Lori. Be my guest.” His pants grew tighter as he watched her barely covered ass sashay past him.Lori inspected the tidy shop but was largely transfixed by the odd. I laughed to myself when I realized I was considering the impossible. She would be livid."Where in Goddamn Hell have you been?" were her words of greeting as I ambled into the living room. "I told you that fucking banquet was important to me and for you to be there by six!" Sorry about that, Darling. The boss sent me to Doylestown. The traffic was really bad and I just got back." I spoke with Tom at his house at 6:30. He said you took a personal day today and didn't go to work! You also left. It will be hard, sore, on those you are leaving behind my friend." Think you it will not be hard for me to be parted from you all?" Responded Scott.He dropped the subject of time travel with his family after that, focussing on trying to come up with a plan for how he was going to convince highly educated and successful professional people to travel back in time with him to ninth century Scotland. He realised that that was going to be no easy task. How would he convince anyone that his story was. " she said cheerfully.Arrian was so stupefied, he couldn't think straight."I... don't know... the umm... number... do you know my sister, Kailynn? he asked trying to cover his own mumbling ways."That's it!, i knew you looked familiar, I've seen you around with her. I thought you were her boyfriend. No wonder she blushed when we said you were... err..." pausing realizing she almost revealed more information than she wanted."I have her number, so I guess that means I have yours too!" she.