“What’s happening with you, Will?” She sat on the edge of the bed, searching my face. “About a year ago something happened and you ... changed...” She looked at me, silent for several seconds. “I know that things here at home needed to change and I’m so sorry I did nothing until that night with your father. But you aren’t that boy anymore – and you hide yourself from me so I don’t really know who you are now. Sometimes you are so adult I can scarcely believe it, but mostly I just don’t understand. Unhurriedly, Adam began making love to the girl, and she responded thrillingly as his hands and lips moved all over her body while she squirmed and panted with lust. She loved the way he sucked her tits with such a gentle yet ardent style, elongating her little pink nipples and making them feel hard and very sensitive.When Adam told her to, Sharon stretched her jaws as she worked at getting the head of his cock into an excitingly warm mouth. Then she achieved her goal. While she sucked on his. I knew that I had reversed time but I hadn’t really caught up to the fact that his memories of the event would be reversed at all. It was very jarring to see a man who you had seen be beheaded not remember his demise at all. After that, our conversation grew very awkward for me.“Yeah, it’s no problem. How are you holding up,” I asked, not really knowing what to say, my mind wandering back to the feeling of his blood warming my face.“Pretty well, considering the situation, you know. I heard that. ..would she take this the wrong way? Fear welled up in me. Rochelle was gay. I wasn't gay. I mean I don't think I'm gay. My mother would have a heart attack and die if she saw me doing this. I should stop. “So,” I said, pushing away from Rochelle. “We should probably head back to the party huh?” “Oh no you don't,” Rochelle said. Rochelle was beautiful, perfect in fact, but she was aggressive and I was terrified. I let her caress me, kiss me, touch me, but I didn't reciprocate. I merely hovered,.