"Uncle Paul, do you have a room where we can put the babies down for their naps?" One of my nieces asked me She was holding two of her kids in her arm... and they were squirming and not happy about being held."Sure, I'll help you out." I get up from my spot and take my plate to the sink in the room. I then went with my niece upstairs to my room."Wait!" I throw out my arm and stop the elevator door from closing. My other niece runs into the elevator with one of her children already asleep in her. Most guys aren’t like that.’ ‘Well, I’m not like most guys, for better or worse’ I said. ‘And I was in another world anyway after you said you’d over for dinner. Then, when you…when you waved at somebody and… you know.. I could see… you know..’ ‘What could you see, David?’ Becky asked. ‘No point in being shy now Dave.’ ‘When you raised you arm to wave, the sleeve of your blouse slid up a little and I could see your underarm hair peeking out, and it looks like you haven’t shaved it in a long. I didn't know. What I was clear about was that I needed a lot more luck if I was going to survive long enough to learn what I needed to. Kirsty had told me that it was the year of our Lord 872AD and I wasn't sure what the average life expectancy was during that time but it wouldn't be high.Just knowing that my theory about being thrown back in time was correct was somehow re-assuring though. I had some definite reference points, something concrete to hold onto. But I knew my squeamishness about. I was laying in bed, totally naked covered with sweat, breathing very hard from masturbating. My room smelled like girly sweet and teenage pussy.Mom eyed my pillow. Saw a huge wet-spot on it and knew that i had grinding my pillow again.Mom gave me the usual talk about masturbating was healthy as a parent she felt she had to say something. The embarrassment of having to talk about it nearly killed us both thankfully, her and i never talked about it again. Now i was lying next to her, pretending.