Going back was easier. Instead of entering coordinatesagain I just pressed RETURN and it would return me towhen I left [supposedly].I did return safel... to my own time. I felt the same aswell.Well, that’s not exactly true. I had fucked my mom.Before she was my mom. That would change anyone.I went home and mom and grandma were there makingdinner. Everything seemed normal.Why shouldn’t it? I’m the one who changed, nothing elseshould. Mom was on the pill she’d said so she. I got near his desk hugged him said congratulations on his firm. I felt his hard on as I hugged him I guess he remembers that night. I was always there for him always and he said I have my answer it is you. He did not even look at my reference. He saw a few others and he did hire at-least 5 others. He told me I got the job of course but you’ll get a letter to say you’ll start on this date and so on. I said I want to celebrate where you staying. He showed me his massive apartment and his brother. She blushed and stood by the door, almost ashamed."Mmmh, very well then," I said. "Undress." Novella opened her mouth as if to say something, but then thought better of it. She carefully placed the disks on a shelf and then pulled her sweater over her head.Underneath, she wore a plain, white bra which held some nice-sized, full breasts in place. They were larger than mine, maybe a C-cup, and the bra seemed to be a few sizes too small for them, squeezing them into a tight cleavage. "Go on," I. I checked myself once more in the hallway mirror and approached the big looming outline of the figure on the door's glass panels. I opened the door and saw a well dressed gent in a very nice suit carrying a small overnight case, with a very kindly face. 'Hello, handsome,' I piped, 'I'm Danica. Please, won't you come on in?' He visibly blushed, but entered and shut the door behind him. What was his name when he wasn't Babs, I wondered. Never mind. I'm here for his submissive alter-ego. 'Can I.