“I can come and visit on special weekends and you’ll come home on holidays.”“Yeah, but ... but how are you going to get ... get along without ...e?” I asked, my eyes tearing and my voice cracking. A better question might have been; how was I going to get along without her?My mother didn’t answer. But she reached over and took my hand, holding it gently without saying a word. I was pretty sure she was feeling the same as me.“We’ll get along somehow,” she finally said without conviction. “Let’s. It was stroking his prostate while Zorka grunted: "Fuck YEAH!". His dick was pulsing crazy and soon he was squirting his load deep up Bruce's ass.In what followed Zorka started to suck Bruce's dick, his head bobbing up and down. As he took in the entire length and started to seriously work on it, he knew he wasn't going to stop until he tasted cum. Bruce's dick had become harder and longer than Zorka had thought possible. Bruce felt the soft wet tongue licking at his cock. Then the heat as. “You’re saying that you’ve made a time machine.”“Not quite a time machine. More like a time portal. As long as it’s running, we can travel back and forth between here and any point in history.”“Would you be offended if I thought you were playing a joke on me?”“I’d be offended if you believed me right off the bat. Your profile said you were an empiricist.”“I am.”“So propose a test.”“65 million years ago. Cretaceous period.”“Oh! Good test!”“I know enough about what fauna to expect that I think I. "Cool beans, if I'm good do I get a balloon after?" I asked."No, but I hear you should get a medal for putting the PA in his place yesterday. So I'll do what I can to get you as much use as possible from that hand." she said.I realized two things. One, she was the surgeon not the nurse, and two it was a hell of a lot worse than I had been told. Neither really sunk in, but I knew I would remember them later. I guess I looked at her with a blank stare."They didn't tell you did they?" she asked.I.