," Taku started, "...is impossible." No it's not," a new voice stated. "In fact, it's absolutely correct. May Isit?" The newcomer was about Grant's ag..., and had curly, black hair."Er, who are you?" Grant asked, speaking for the group."My name ... is Gunther," the newcomer replied. "I'll get to the point: I'mfrom what your people call a might-have-been timeline. I am a member of thePatriarchy, the government that oversees my timeline. For ... many years ...we've been at war with a group called. After he'd gone we all looked at each other embarrassed, almost as if we'd suddenly come to our senses. Sally was first to speak: "we'd better finish our warm down run I think". Samantha and I nodded and with that we carried on with a slow jog back to the training meeting point.We didn't speak as we ran but we all exchanged a few smiles and glances, a kind of acknowledgment of what had happened. Shortly before we arrived back Samantha gestured to stop us all as we ran down one particular. After some small talk, she walked me over to the bed. As we both sat on the bed, she said, "Are you sure you want to do this?" I replied, "of course!" My cock was so hard that it was uncomfortably pressing against my jeans. She said, "ok, I'll be right back". She went to the bathroom and after a few minutes later, she emerged completely naked. She sat on the bed next to me. I didn't know how to start and was sitting there like a deer in headlights. She smiled, sensing my trepidation. "Take off. I was out of the office on job sites much of the time anyway, so we had very little contact in the office.Stacy was 29 years old, 5’4” and weighed 125 pounds, and was also very attractive. She didn’t fit the definition of a classic beauty, but was instead one of those sassy and sexy women that you see around who are pretty, in a teasing and seductive way. Her tussled dish-water blonde hair framed that lovely face and those piercing green eyes just perfectly. I know that she was the talk of the.