The cook was a older man late 40s i think, i noticed him watching me all morning i could feel his eyes alover me. now normally this would creep me out...but got to say i kinda liked it. he was washing and i was still mopping, started to get bored so thought id have a little fun with tony the chef. so i bent over so my skirt rode part way up my arse, exposing my arse which was wrapped in silky smooth tights, i knocked over a glass with the mop handle to get his attention. i had my back to him. While I have no idea when the first dog got domesticated, for some reason I’m sure it was at a later date than what is supposed to be the here and now.”“So you’re saying we’re not as far back in time as we thought?” Clara asked as she glanced first at Unna and then at Gort. “That just doesn’t make sense. Quantum and Jenkins said that we were traveling back at least twenty-five thousand years, if not further. Do you think something went wrong? Is that why the anchor exploded?”“I don’t think so,”. It was the normal pleasant conversation we normally have about us, our husbands and boyfriends. Huh? At the end of the lunch hour I announced that I wasn't going back until I went shopping at Macy's. When I asked if anyone wanted to join me, Janet from accounting and Sherry, a VP's secretary agreed. I ended up getting three panty and bra sets, two skirts, two pocketbooks, four knit blouses, a dress, two pair of sneakers, a pair of flats, a pair of three inch heals, three pair of pantyhose, two. For Sara, this is the most nerve wracking experience. There are so many emotions, so many questions, so many experiences she has dreamt about. Sara books her flight, and has set the date. She will see Justin again. Boarding the plane she is nervous as hell, her stomach is in knots. She secretly hopes the four hour flight is a slow going process. She settles into her seat, puts her carry on away and turns on some music. Her mind is spinning, she’s trying to relax and can’t seem to. Sara feels.