You hold your breath. I am holding you. You think “He wouldn't let you fall”. “He wouldn't.” You feel my sex slide along the split as I pushed...you forward. It was a lewd, nasty feeling having it there. You are moving forward still, and even though you know that it is useless, you opened your hands again, fingers spread wide, and pull against the bonds. You feel the hard shaft follow the course it is in still further until the contact between my flesh and yours is a mere point at the fullest. He knew that she was going out for sex. He didn’t ask; he didn’t protest. He didn’t say a word. She kissed him once again and, as her hand brushed against his groin, she turned and left. He stood there, almost glued to the spot, for a few minutes. He was lost; bewildered and an almost pathetic figure. He knew that she was going to get fucked but would it be with Jeff? He tried to rationalise the events of the previous night. Yes, she had seen him. They had chatted for a few minutes. But could. Enough men were killed during those wars that they should have no trouble recruiting a sizable army when the soldiers found out the alternatives. They decided to use an empty timeline as a training and holding facility. He figured that they would have several million soldiers available within six months.I asked what he was going to do with the soldiers when his new war was over. His answer was that they would use the men as settlers for other empty timelines. They would recruit women for wives. I decided to have a early night and went to bed and watched some t.v. it was about 9.30 when my bedroom door opened and my son and his friends peeked in, "hay mum got a minute" my son said "sure what up" I asked "we were just telling these two what happened last week" he said smiling and pointing at the two new boys, I looked shocked that they had told them and a little mad too, "look I can see why you told them but you cant go around telling everyone I could get into alot of trouble, not only.