He immediately moved even more close and acted as if he was looking at the clothes below her waist and sat there. Though his hands where on the clothe... but his eyes and mind was completely on my wife’s ass. He even tried to move his hand close to her hip to touch the front side of her shorts near the zip, but immediately she stood straight.He got scared and acted as if he was taking the clothes hanged near my wife’s waist. She thought he was genuinely searching for some dress. She moved little. I went to the bathroom door and peeked, and saw him cleaning himself up. He took a shower while I was asleep.I went behind him and placed my arms around his waist. There was a mirror in front of us, he saw me and smiled. He placed his hands on my arms and closed his eyes, and I started exploring his body, covered by a towel.I couldn't resist and grabbed his cock with one of my hands and started rubbing it up and down, and Dylan started opening his mouth and letting out a moan. I took his towel. Paul, too, didn't take to soldiering too much either.He liked to read and write. He had authored some stories which Attia thought were quite good for a four year old. She pictured him being a great historian in the future."I'm tired of the Guard," Lucius complained. He had signed up for twenty years but had only done ten. Only half of his enlistment was up. Agrippa had only five years to go before retiring. Maia had given him a son named Alexander. Being from Macedonia, she always admired the. .. whatever you want to call him. From the looks of these notes, he appears to have thought he discovered a way to travel back in time. He notes that each moment/place in time can be defined by four coordinates. And he even sketched some sort of device with notes about creating a wormhole evidently allowing a traveler to return to that moment in time. Scratching my head, I really can't comprehend what I am seeing. The walls of his office seem to close in on me as a myriad of emotions overtakes.