"I was not concerned about this talk now. We were kids and building dreams. They didn't believe us anyway. The guys had been given subtle clues and ev...n a course on antigravity. A skateboard using this principle was fantastic. The wheels didn't quite touch the ground but looked like they did. The wheels kept the unit balanced though when we shifted our weight. It was like floating on the puck used in an air hockey game. All the troops were believers but told not to mention the board to others. We could live together. We had to get one bed to share. We got a closeout model bed 137 cm wide (it said so on the label) and long enough. We would be close in that house no matter what, and even closer in our shared bed. I had no clue that we also got all our rent money paid by Mr. Felderman, the porn producer. I had given his son a blowjob 6 weeks earlier. He went through Mrs. Roberts and never said anything to either of us until I was 18. It was years after that when I found out he was our. ” He said as his dick fucked my throat. Ralph had his way with me that evening, fucking all of my holes before spraying my face and tits with cum and then ordering room service. He smiled as he sat under the covers and I answered the door naked, to let room service bring in our dinner. What I hadn’t eaten of his cum had dried on my tits and chin, since I had smoked afterward, so I hadn’t taken the time to clean up before our food had arrived. The room service guy wheeled in our tray of food and. " Weedeaters hadn't been around in the 1960s. The others were too "young." These future people probably didn't even have weeds."Your sponsors will know where to bring you for the training," Karsk said. "Good day, gentlemen."We had been dismissed. In the outer lobby, Ken and I wished each other well."Tell me something, sir," he said as we were about to part."What's that?" Since you're from the future, I'll bet you could give a hot tip, huh?" He winked at me. "You know, when I head back home?".