Right?"I nodded again."OK, what if, at that point in time, if we looked at the code the computer was running, what would we see?" he finished triumpha...tly.I looked at him blankly. "Uh..." I began."Don't you see? We'd see our code, our 'This erasure brought to you by Brock' signature, but we'd have no idea what it was talking about ... because in our reality, the cop was never born, so we wouldn't have had to write that code!" I ... I think I see," I said hesitantly. "But if he was never born,. The other stocking, white with a lacy top, bound her ankles together. Caesar had been sure not to tie the lingerie too tight to her body; it was to hold, not hurt. The man came into the room and sat down on the bed behind his bound Slave. He reached out to test the silk scarf which held her bound wrists and ankles behind her. It forced her to bend at the knee and to bring her tiny feet up. In this position she could only lay comfortably on her side, which is the position he had left her in. ”“Anyways as I said I was at Hailey’s house and I had a little bit to drink.”“A little bit?” Wyatt asked skeptically“Maybe more than a little bit” I said breaking into a bit of laughter. “You want me to say the fucking story or are you going to keep interrupting me!?” I say in a very teasing way“S-sorry, I’ll shut up.” Wyatt stammered“So I had a decent amount to drink and I was wanting to have sex really bad, all of my friends were having it and most of the guys at the party were wanting to get. We were kitchen waiting for breakfast. Keri was her normal beautiful naked self.Keri’s breasts hung down barely touching the breakfast bar counter top. Her nipples were relaxed in the warmth of the kitchen. They pointed straight ahead of my love as always. Her firm ass was perched on her towel, her shapely legs crossed. She was sipping on a cup of coffee with her jet black hair draped over her shoulders. She looked like her normal magnificent self.The smell of bacon and ham filled the air..