This was easier to think of, than to do. I knew if I could see and use my gift in a new way, then gathering the energy should be possible.In the meant...me, I practiced with my newfound ability. I am afraid that a lot of people thought I was probably a little crazy. I would latch onto a particular time line, and start following the events and people in it.Thus it was that I could be seen walking around town with a sort of vacant expression on my face. I can't tell you how often I was stopped from. ” When Verne used his right hand to raise his balls, I knew he wanted to feel my tongue on his anal opening again and a very pleasurable thrill went through my emotional system at being allowed to serve his thus. “So, you were in New Mexico on a hike,” I finally remarked after maybe three minutes of silence other than moans were heard from Verne’s larynx. Luckily, I had not turned on my ready companion, a voice activated Olympus voice recorder which my friend allows me to put near his head when. ” It was a smile, if a small one, and she smiled back.“Since it's been a couple of days I came by to offer some of the old hands on.” He was staring blankly and she continued. “Not a rub, but more of a proper massage. Helps break up the bruising, you know.”“Well, ma'am...”“I took the liberty of asking Mr Dodds if I could borrow you for an hour or so and he seemed fine with that.”“A massage, Lady Vernon?”“Yes, boy, a massage. And it's my understanding that one of those often comes with extras. She didn't look at me as she closed the door and sat on the cot by my hip. She would't want to talk about what happened, so I made it easy for her. I stood up and lit the candles around the room. I flicked the light switch off. Bailey was naked and lying on her stomach. I almost laughed, which would have ruined everything. Her ass lifted as I walked towards the cot. Another orgasm was obviously on Bailey's list of expectations.She left the jar of massage oil the day before. I reached under the.