Look! The bed is ruffled exactly as we left it. And here's the dress you wore in the escalators. This isn't a duplicate bedroom, it's the same room!" ...ow is that possible? We didn't make any turns. Are you saying we traveled in a circle?" Yes, sort of. Did you ever hear of a tesseract?" Vaguely. Is it like a dodecahedron, or something?" Ha! A bit, I guess. It's a cube with four spatial dimensions." What?" Think of a line as a set of points between 0 and 1. Think of a square as a set of points. Somewhere in the night I had a memory of Mark and I being involved with one of the women. Then I remember seeing Happy sitting in a chair watching. She suddenly said my turn and then the woman change from Lucy to Happy. That upset me because I hadn’t realized Mark and I were sharing Lucy. It didn’t upset me until the memories flooded back that morning. I found my clothes and dressed before I woke Lucy.“Lucy, honey we need to get moving,” I said.“But it’s Sunday,” she replied.“Do you know where. Her womanly lips wrapped tightly and snugly around my cock as it slowly entered her most vulnerable spot. I could tell she hadn't been fucked in a very long time and could barely move inside her without surrendering all my cum to her little vagina. She started rocking back and forth underneath me squeezing at my cock. At that moment I knew I wasn't going to last very much longer. There was no way I could pull out of this pussy. Everything about our energy together was clear and green. I really. It was in this milieu that Igwanda grew up and pursued his chosen vocation. Born of a career soldier, he had from boyhood an orientation and interest toward what he called (and truly believed to be) "military service," his conscious thought emphasizing the "service." In fact, to him war was the greatest game ever, an exercise in the competitiveness of more placid intellectual pastimes such as chess, bridge, poker, go, etc., but with the added element of ultimate risk—life itself—and the added.