“No, no,” I whimpered in confusion. If I were to shout, he might accidentally push inside. If I were to slap his body, it may also result in him m...ving erratically. My mind raced, and whatever alcohol I had earlier didn’t make it any easier to think rationally. There had to be a way to stop this moment of madness.His member moved slowly but deliberately. I was distinctly aware of the exact shape and size of his mushroom-shaped cockhead. The walls of my vagina had formed a seal around that first. . had vanished, there was only her. At that moment, nothing else mattered.Angela and Betty must have understood, for they didn’t break into the moment. Silly me, they had almost a year to get to know each other. While I lay in a coma and had been confined in a hospital bed. They had had more time with her than I had had.I had aged, while when the compound had reappeared, it was at nearly to the same second it had left, so I had aged almost ten years to her none. From my perspective, the rest of. I looked at them and smiled, letting them know we saw them, and we wanted them to watch. Diane turned to Tom, and whispered something to him, then pointed to us. Tom then unbuttoned her blouse to expose her tits. This was getting crazy hot!“Lover, we should have them come up here before they get arrested for indecent exposure,” Patricia offered. “What? You want them to come into our room?” I was excited at where this was going! “Well, we want them to watch, right? They can do their. Like everybody else, we wuz shocked ta hear 'bout the Fort Mims massacre over near Mobile. Andy Jackson better git his ass ta movin', or them Creeks are gonna win the war. Word wuz sent out that a militia was formin' ta fight the Creeks, but I didn't have no faith in a militia doin' no good, so I put off joinin'; especially since Cindy announced she were in a family way. Now, that got me a whole heap more excited than joinin' a militia.Some of the older men in town wuz wonderin' ifen we should.