That was when people stopped caring about their clothes. My wife had the foresight and left for home to clean up. Women of all ages of the neighbourho...d were displaying their cup sizes in full glory – tits in tight kameez and t-shirts were everywhere. I flirted with most of the women and fondled most of them. Honestly, all men were doing the same. It was a slutfest out there. Most of the women didn’t really care about me touching them, cupping their breasts and rubbing their butts. Some still. Then an hour had pass as he finished his shower, and as he did so, and while reaching for his towel, he then out of nowhere disappeared from his bathroom and fell into a time portal. While flying though this time portal he began to shout while saying "what the hell is going on!!!" As he then continued his journey though the time portal. Then after his long journey through the time portal he the end up falling straight into the concrate of the city.While on the floor, he then started to look at. He pushed her up against thecar, pressing his firm body against hers, his face inches from hers and smiled.He whispered into her ear, his hand sliding up on her thigh. "Baby, I know you. I know what you want and how you want it, and you know I cangive it to you. Remember Megan, I know what makes your cunt quiver, how to makeyou beg, how to make you crawl. You know you still want me. Come with me Megan.We'll go for a drink and talk. I've changed baby, I'm not the self centered bastardfrom two. As I’ve implied, my family isn’t wealthy. I took a summer job as a music teacher at the school where I took my lessons. I tried to work hard and get my mind off my unruly body’s forbidden desires.George came by the music school recruiting musicians to work on an album of original music he was recording. He hired our former guitar teacher to play lead guitar on his recording sessions. He hired me as a backup singer because my English pronunciation is clear and not masked by a heavy Philippine.