It was time for me to ease up a bit and gave some TLC (tender loving care) to my brain-housing group in order to get back on track with the original p...rpose of my visit into the past.When the news of the new Nazi-Soviet Non-Aggression Pact flashed over the teletype wires in my study, I at first had a hearty laugh because the whole thing was a bit surreal in a time of stark reality. It was like seating a lion next to a tiger and telling them that they were actually cousins of a sort with the. But, his hand held firm and wouldn’t let hermove.He was awake. His hand went in Christy’s thong whereshe feared it would go.“I can’t keep doing this with you, Reggie. I mightget pregnant. Don’t make me have sex again,” Christypleaded. Her fingers wrapped around his wrist tryingto stop him.Reggie’s morning erection begged relief. “Don’tworry, Baby. I’ll take it right out,” Reggie saidunconvincingly, his fingers exploring her folds. It was time to start what they came here for. He replaced his fingertips with his lips, and started kissing all the odd little erogenous places. She was exasperated by his persistence. The kisses changed to nibbles. The nibbles were combined with little flicks of his tongue. This man was crazy. It was time to stop this, but she couldn't. It wasn't that she didn't like what he was doing, but it was annoying her to no end.He seemed to continue forever. She became aware of her body. Her toes were. I waited inside for the door to open, a man about 50 walked in, a faint smell of beer was on his breath and I began to worry as it was very difficult to see as he stepped towards me. I jumped as I felt a hand grabbing my cock and begin to feel and pull on my limp cock. He told me he could do more if I got in his car with him, so I zipped up and followed him across the lot to his car. As we sat, he asked the typical questions; how old I was, if I'd been with a guy before, what I'd let him.