Instead of pulling back, Debbie leans into the kiss, it doesn’t take long for our mouths to open and our tongues to meet. After a nearly a minute, w... both come for air. ‘I’m sorry Debbie,’ I blush. ‘I don’t know what came over me…’ ‘Oh Sam it’s fine. I wanted this, you’re a good kisser by the way,’ she replies, smiling. I blush but smile meekly back. ‘Would you like to try again?’ she asks. I simply nod before slowly leaning in, Deb meeting me in the middle. Our kiss slowly develops, slower but. We had half of a million units in storage waiting for the green light to start to sell them.The music business was good. The girls were very famous. The cassette tape recorders were selling better and better. Sam Houston ordered three more tape copying machines as well as half a million blank cassettes. He sold only ten of the machines himself at the convention but after that we sold one every two weeks. The supply of blank cassettes was not growing any more.Tiny Talent Time began even without. I observed she was enjoying talking with other unknown persons too. She was enjoying the touch of others. With little reluctance, she accepted to dance with younger members of the party. During the party I had a call from the owner of the company and went out of the hall to have a clear hearing. Rima was inside the hall and enjoying the party with other guests. I entered the hall and told Rima that I was to leave the party immediately because of some urgent call from the Boss to move to his. The barn had a sort of corral built around it, and a horse was standing in the corral, as well as a milk cow.The gravel road I had added was gone.The smoke house was actively being used, and the chicken coop was looking like new!I observed all this while carefully remaining hidden. What the hell was going on? If I didn't know it was impossible, I would have said I had stepped right into the past.The more I saw, though, the more I was convinced that this was exactly what had happened. But how?.