’ ‘I don’t think so. In my time, they think if you could go back in time and make major changes it can destroy the future. I think if something ...as meant to happen it will still happen.’ ‘But Clay, what about you being here? Won’t that change the future?’ ‘I don’t think so. I think we might be able to make minor changes that don’t affect the future too bad, but I think fate will stop us from making major changes. What’s meant to happen still will, probably, just with minor differences. For. I knocked on the door and was met by King James who welcomed me in. It was a large suite with two rooms, a large bathroom and a patio. I saw a handful of brothers standing around and sipping drinks, and several white couples. The women were older, but most of them were in good shape. A lot of them had that sexy, soccer mom thing going for them. R and B music played in the background and there was a porno on the TV, the vibe was generally laid back.At the time, no one was playing, but it didn't. It was lesson Annie was to learn in an even harsher manner than had been the case when Olga first invaded her home, along with the odious Kevin Smith, to set in motion the humiliation and degradation that led direct to her current painful situation the experienced hands of Helen Coombe.Where even after being brutally fucked in both her cunt and Anus by the huge strap on penis, one shooting hot cream into both holes, Annie remained hogtied while servicing Helens own Cunt and Anus with her lips. "Hey, just because I am old enough to, wait, never mind. Hey, what list?" Tom's hand continued to stroke her back as she looked up at him."I have a list of all the sexual things I want to do during this trip." Shhh, keep it down. That lady over there is already giving me the stink eye. She must think I am a dirty old man." The older woman glared at them, but mostly in Tom's direction. Truth be told, she was probably only ten years older than Tom, but she seemed much older than he felt. Tom was.