John was amazed and pleased at the sight, just a few more additions andhis impulses would be satisfied. First footwear, the box provided someheavyweig...t knee length silk stockings and patent leather black 3" blockheeled shoes. With some difficulty because of the rigid cosetry John hadto sit in an old overstuffed armchair to pull up the stockings and trapthem under the ruffles of his bloomers. The shoes too proved a trial buteventually he managed. Once again he paraded the entire outfit before. It seemed to me that it was just a variation on clairvoyance, my POV ability, so I should work from that standpoint.I figured that moving backward or forward in time would be pretty much the same action, so I should start with moving backward where I knew what I was looking for. Last night, the local Class D pro baseball team had played a home game and I had listened to it on the radio. I hoped that this would give me enough information to find them in the past. I decided to try adding a fourth. . Oh, shit, I'm . . . gonna . . . bust my nuts, honeyyyyyy, I'm -Ooooo! Shoot! Yeah! Oh, goddamn,shoooot! Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-ooooo, so fuckyy hott, your juice is hott, daddy, oooo, sperm meeee gooooddddd!" A little later, after they had both smoked a cigarette, Big Willie told her his name She had said her name was Felicia as he stroked his thick, long, leaking fuckpole between her pillowy tittieflesh, pumping a second load all over her considerable cleavage. The Bar completely changed her. " Uh huh."There were a couple more photos with Mr. Drake posing, giving us a side view. They must have had a timer on the camera because the next, as we got near the bottom of the pile, was of Mrs. Drake standing sideways next to Billy's father. You could see the side of her left boob and the curve of her ass. She was holding Mr. Drake's cock in her hand, her head on his shoulder. Finlly I got to the final poses. Billy's mom was facing us, striking a pose and there is was. Well, what we could.