"Bernie whistles, "Damn, we might need to move up the wedding."I agree, "Yeah, unless you want a pregnant bride with a big stomach."Bernie hugs me and...comforts me when he says, "Liz, it won't matter to me."I hug him back, we flag down a cab to take us first to a drugstore and then the cabin. And now we continue our discussion...Present – Samantha – in Leadville.I still can't believe that this fucking backwoods Sheriff arrested us and locked us in his jail! I was sorry to wake up Stacy but I was. ”“Now I’m nervous, I might blow this.”“Honey, you blow him and we are all good.”I worked my shortened shift and left for my room. The warm shower felt good before I put on my makeup. I decided rather than traipsing through the hotel in a school girl outfit, I would get dressed in Mr. Hollands’ room. With his box under my arm, I quickly made my way to the sixth-floor suites. Using the key from the box, I entered the room with nobody watching. I got dressed then placed a few condoms on the night. You will be what is in from yourperspective the past."I wasn't sure I understood that, but the opportunity to get a do-oversounded pretty good, and some instinct told me I could trust her, so Isaid, "I'm in."I saw a flash of light, and then we were gone.When my eyes cleared, I seemed to be standing on a street corner not farfrom where I had grown up, and Anita was also there looking around, andPetra was with her.Anita saw me, gasped, and then called out to me, "Jacob?"I felt off, but I couldn't. I pulled them off and started rubbing her chest. I leaned down and kissed her soft lips. That turned us both on. I slid my tongue down to her breasts. I slurped around one side of her chest, then the other, sucking her nipples until they were stiff and perky. I could have spent a week on her boobs, but I had a mission, so I finally had to move along.As I made my way down, down, down to her panties, I kissed and slurped at her belly button, tickling and teasing her with my tongue. Her pussy was.