So it was that I entered the elevator in a swarm of other entities. Although I was known and familiar to all these people, none struck up conversation...with me. As the doors silently faded closed, I was further confronted with the reality of my situation. Physically I had retained nothing from my youth, my hair was thinning prematurely and my physique had long ago become doughy and unimpressive. My chin rather than a clear line merely faded into insignificance. As my eyes roamed back to view. She pulled my head and started kissing as if it was her last kiss. i was in heaven. she took my both lips in her mouth and started sucking and chewing my lips i think she was unable to control the pressure building in her and face is showing the happiness and excitement.she kept her hand on my cock and opened my zip. And took my tool out. And she was holding it so tightly that i was feeling pain and she she started moving and giving gentle strokes She lied down and took my cock in mouth with. "We shouldn't let it get us down. I might be killed tomorrow." What a terrible thing to say!" No it isn't. It might happen but I'm not going to worry about it. I'll live today and be happy if I'm still here with you tomorrow. It's better than depressed about something that I have no control over." You aren't going to try to change my mind?" No. It's the sister school of Notre Dame where your father went, isn't it? You've been planning this for years?" She nodded. I don't own you or control you.. ”Then, as quickly as they had dispersed, the clouds returned and moments later I was back in the twenty first century sitting alone in my familiar room in front of the dying embers of the fire.***I didn’t take the globe out of its box for many weeks after that. I often pondered the strange vision, and the only rational explanation I could come up with was that in some magical way I had picked up ancient memories buried in the stones of the cottage.It was a bright sunny morning in early Spring.