For the unborn it does not exist. For the dead it stops its march forward. For the living it can be manipulated. Angels do that when it is appropriate... Even then it only affects those for whom it is intended. For all others their time remains unchanged. Kendra found that this was the solution to Robbie's problem. Just a few small manipulations of the time line of the Lambert family. ***The bus taking the children to the summer outing rolled to a stop.Luckily the driver had been going slowly due. With her legs open and his cock aimed and ready to hit its target, Kent lay on top of Maggie and aimed for the center of her womanhood.He stroked her lips with the head his cock. She was tight and wet and her pussy jumped when he started push though. He heard her whimper as he continued on, not letting up for a second from his goal.Maggie’s shattering screams broke though the silence of onlookers. Kent had hit his mark, and while he drew blood he kept up his pace fucking harder, going deeper. There was no point in messing up a shiny new Napoleon by taking it out in the rain and the mud. The next weekend the four of them did ride out there, though, and watched a few shots being fired. As Emily had predicted, Kevin was fascinated, but only working overtime and working with Jason on knives -- and a firm stand from her -- kept him from getting dragged into helping with some of the chores at Malvern Hill.Over the next month or so, they took at least a few hours every nice weekend to ride. She couldn't decide which she liked better, seeing the other women naked, or Tom. Both kept her much too busy thinking about other things to be embarrassed.She had had hot baths before, but never one with water so hot, or so much of it. When you heated water on the stove, there was a limit to how much you could heat at one time. She marveled at the feel of the hot water caressing her skin, until she felt the hands that were suddenly caressing her, too. She was so relaxed she didn't even pretend.