I was recollecting recentevents which ultimately led to the situation I'm in.It was a lovely summer morning, so I decided to go fishing at sea,try my ...uck, and also get some free food, why not? After the last of the preparations had been made, I put on my "lucky" shirt and set sail. It was verywarm, and I could feel the Sun massaging my skin. I finally found a nice spot, far from the shore where I thought should be plenty of fish.I was fishing for about an hour with no success whatsoever, and. It was easily understood once it was explained. Well, perhaps I was better off not being able to travel to the future. No telling what trouble I could get myself into up there.Since my death as Tom Wilshire, I had to find different suppliers for items I wanted that were 'period'. I found a company in Canada that could provide everything I wanted in one stop! They were a major supplier for the Canadian movie and TV companies, as well as myriad other entertainment people, the world over.I had. He looked at her, unsure that she actually wanted him to finger her ass, but this was something that she'd grown to enjoy later on in life. Nowadays, a well-wetted finger in the ass was as nice as two in the cunt, but better still was a combination of the both. He held her gaze as she forced his hand closer to her ass cheeks and his finger entered her tight darkened skinned hole, much to her enjoyment. With two fingers in her pussy and with one in her ass, she reached forward with one hand and. ”“Why?”“Just do it, please.” “But-”“You need to do it NOW.” He drags me to my feet and over to Jason, “Kiss him.”I bend down and press my lips to his a feeling like the one when Mr. Hart kissed me but less violent. Jason’s body shudders and I pull out of the kiss.“Thank you,” He says in a hoarse whisper.“We need to leave now, where there’s one there will be at least two more.” Jason stands up shakily and the blonde boy helps him walk towards the door. “Are you coming, or do you want to be.